WIND BREATH COUGH

It is time and I have been thinking about this for a while. Life and Death and Sickness. It takes time for this to sink in. A lifetime, perhaps. And so I will let the words flow, and think its possible, I could write a book, based on this human experience that has become mine. But it belongs to us all. The Wind. The Breath. And The Cough. And so in my own way, I have been thinking about it. Swine Flu. Is the flu season. Is an experience that has been passing thru me, since April when the first death in Washinton State was reported. And now I have had 3 sweeps of the bug through my system, and with each passage I can say. “It gets better.” And now my blog for today. Wind, Breath and Cough.

There is a connection here. Life and Death and Sickness. The middle ground is sickness, and it does happen. Humans. Sick of body or sick of heart. Physical reality or emotion feeling, and its all true. What we think and feel affects our physical reality. Simple Math. Or Logical Conclussion. Comes down to all the connections that make us whole and well. And I have been thinking about all this, for a while.

Not sure I made my way here. Seems like that has been a magical plan for me. Map and Movement. And I’ve been here and there. There is Hawaii and it is a special place for me. Had an early life and it came with Pacific and Asian style. I learned a lot. Learned for one that I wasn’t born to weld my feet to a surfboard, and that the Sea was devious and dangerous and not really my cup of tea. So I decided to fly and not row on the surface of waves, pounding the sandy beach and rocks and the deadly bottom. Learned and now pass it on. A few words. Looking for connections. First teaching and it comes from the Bible that was read to me. Something about the wind and the soul, and that they were the breath of G-D. So that is where I start. Wind and Breath. And now back to Hawaii.

The ancient Hawaiians called it: “HA.” The Breath of G-d. And for a thousand years this wind has formed the physical and spiritual life of the people.

And now I map all this to words: Wind and Seashore. Breath and Soul and G-D. And now cough and sickness and swine flu. And I get angered by the fact. Its killing children and old people, and a lot of people in between. And they offer a vaccine. And I wonder, is that it. Head for the doctor or the pharmacy. That will stop it. And wrap into something I can get my head and heart around. Feel the edge of water and land. Feel the departure point and the landing spot. Feel them as one and the same. Wind and Breath and Cough and now, the deadly one. Swine Flu. And It is the wind that gave grandfather his first breath, and also receives his last sigh. And that is the point where I cry.

Swine flu passing through me. Live or Die. I have recorded this for posterity. Life and Death and Sickness. My Great Novel. Human Experience. Wind and Breath and Cough, and now I say, “Use Your hand or elbow or arm, and cover your mouth. This flu is deadly. Protect the spread of this flu. It could happen to you.” It could. And now that that is said. I am going to take an aspirin and lie down, once more. Swine flue passing through me. And it makes me think. Breath of G-D. The Wind. But when you cough, cover your mouth and don’t breath on me. I’ve had enough for now. Life and Death and Sickness. And remember. Be careful. Is Swine Flu. Passing Through. 2009.