Show pageOld revisionsBacklinksBack to top You've loaded an old revision of the document! If you save it, you will create a new version with this data. Media Files ==== Deep in Admiration ==== Excerpts from //"Deep in Admiration"// by Ursula K. Le Guin ---- Changing our minds is going to be a big change. To use the world well, to be able to stop wasting it and our time in it, we need to relearn our being in it. Skill in living, awareness of belonging to the world, delight in being part of the world, always tends to involve knowing our kinship as animals with animals. (...) One way to stop seeing trees, or rivers, or hills, only as “natural resources” is to class them as fellow beings—kinfolk. I guess I’m trying to subjectify the universe, because look where objectifying it has gotten us. To subjectify is not necessarily to co-opt, colonize, exploit. Rather, it may involve a great reach outward of the mind and imagination. <blockquote> The MARROW There was a word inside a stone.\\ I tried to pry it clear, \\ mallet and chisel, pick and gad,\\ until the stone was dropping blood,\\ but still I could not hear\\ the word the stone had said.\\ I threw it down beside the road\\ among a thousand stones\\ and as I turned away it cried\\ the word aloud within my ear\\ and the marrow of my bones\\ heard, and replied.\\ </blockquote> ---- ==== Terrafictions ==== Excerpts from //"Terrafictions"// by FoAM (Maja Kuzmanovic and Nik Gaffney) To care, to cure, to comfort. To be with. To help cope, regardless of the situation. “Being with” involves allowing yourself to be touched by the joys and sorrows of another. To be touched by external circumstances, or as the Dutch so eloquently say, to be “ontroerd”. Thrown off-course by the sheer rawness of the moment, by your own inability to make things better, by our fragility, impermanence and mortality. We learn to “be with” when looking after a sick child, tending to a garden, or when caring for the dying. “Being with” a person or a process that you can’t quite understand can be frightening and uncomfortable, yet it can also become an instrument for discernment, a compass for navigating ambivalence. Care first, do later. The work of care in the Anthropocene is a struggle with scale and scope and sentience. What does care for a dying forest look like? For an unstoppable flood? For the endless migration of humans and other animals? For an out of balance microbiome in one’s gut? Do you care? How do you care? Where do you learn how to care? How can you care for something able to consume you completely? The space of care exists in parallel to the space of “problems” and “solutions”. Underneath the litany of blame and judgement. Beneath social systems and ecosystems. Beneath worldviews and opinions. Deep, deep down in a place where words and worlds are intertwined. Where myths and metaphors grow from the direct experience of entangled relationships. Transferred through a touch, a broken bone, a bedtime story. The patterns of care solidify through repetition. From thoughts to words, from words to actions, from actions to habits and from habits to character. From a person to a clan to a culture. This process takes time. An instant in geological time, generations in human time. ---- ==== #OLUFSENANDI ==== Excerpts from //"#OLUFSENANDI #LETTHERIGHTONEIN"// by Cat Jones Olufsen the eighth, a free roaming nocturnal katydid called my apartment kitchen home, transforming a time of extraordinary illness, caring for me as I cared for them, as ‘kin’ . [...] Co-habiting with olufsen evoked memories of a childhood filled with the care, maintenance and protection of creatures. Hatching lizards under my reading lamp, bottle-feeding bats, spotlighting peripatetic turtles through the night, my whole family carrying an aviary inside through the middle of a cyclone. How these early practices have served me well as an adult, teaching me to care for family members through life and death, and now myself. By contrast a recently commissioned artwork on entomophagy, required me to hold and feed, sacrifice then devour my tiny collaborators, invoking the deep trouble in being humane, an imperfection of care that is distinctly human. [...] For whom do I choose to care and when? Which pain and whose will I ignore? Who am I today? Carer or the cared for? ---- Dust and Shadow Reader [[reader_2|Vol. 2]]. Previous: [[risk of gaia]]. Next: [[inframince]] Please fill all the letters into the box to prove you're human. Please keep this field empty: SavePreviewCancel Edit summary Note: By editing this page you agree to license your content under the following license: CC Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 International dust_and_shadow/admiration_and_care.1567093466.txt.gz Last modified: 2019-08-29 15:44by maja
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