spontaneous birthings
head fluff when illuminated can reveal some very special thingsArchive for music
taste memory
I can’t recall the name of the somatic condition by which some people experience senses as complex and linked happenings, etching into one’s own history as a unique and powerful way of remembering. What the heck am I talking about? you ask.
Have you ever smelled something and that made you taste something without having anything in your mouth? (Lemons and oranges do not count.) What I’m talking about is more than taste memory, the ability of food and mealtimes to conjure up forgotten moments delighting the experiencer with a glimpse of the past.
Some people see colors when they hear a cello overture. Some see a bright blue flash before their eyes when biting into an avocado. (Bonus points to whomever knows what I’m talking about and gives me the name!)
I call it a somatic condition because people who have the ability to cross-link senses must have a heightened sense (excuse the pun) of awareness. Imagine what life must be like when you see yellow when you hear laughter or taste soy sauce whenever you feel thick lace.
In a way, it’s like meditation, experiencing the body in its wholeness. It’s kind of like taste memory, but more like being “present” and in the moment, which ultimately can be stored as memory fodder for later on in life.
By the way, the soy sauce and lace scenario is offered by yours truly. I was 8? 9? when I discovered it. I was dusting the china cabinet and moved the lace off it. When I rubbed my fingers against the firm material (it has to be thick and firm lace for this to happen), I can taste soy sauce, the essence and smell of the dark soy and salt sitting in the back of my throat. And though it brings no specific memories to mind, I wonder what sort of past evokes this rare experience.
swaptree
I’ve been thinking about starting a book swap among friends. It’s silly to think about how many books I purchase a year when I think of the money-saving alternatives, not to mention the simple joy in sharing good works with others who love words.
So, I “google’d” book trading venues – just to see what was out there. Apparently, my idea was not so new after all. I joined Swaptree, an online trading post for willing readers to part with their favorites (or not-so favorites) with others eager to get their hands on new reads. Or, you can trade DVDs, CDs and even videogames. Genius.
I’ve already swapped 2 paperbacks and am in love with Swaptree. It’s still in beta form, which means the creators are still working out the glitches and the assortment of books and other goodies are limited to the collections of charter members, but it’s still (did I say?) genius.
Membership is free, but you do need to pay for shipping (usually less than $3.00). Try it! Click on the logo to enter their website. And no, Swaptree is not paying me for endorsements…but they should.
they poured fire
After reading Dave Egger’s What Is The What, I have been consuming stories (both true and fiction) about Darfur and the Lost Boys like candy. ”Candy” sounds so inappropriate in comparison to the deaths, starvation and desperation refugees have witnessed and experienced in the war-ridden regions of Sudan.
War makes my heart feel heavy, but when I read the stories of how young boys survived such cruel lives, I am filled with hope – their stories of courage and their respect for life reminds me not to take powerful mysteries for granted, like my own breath, my mind, my physical health, my curiosity and my admiration of all people. Visit my shelf friends page for a link to the official They Poured Fire On Us From The Sky website (or click on the banner above) and to see how you can support the Lost Boys, including purchasing a CD by Alepho Deng’s band Thong Jieng.





