Describe yourself in a word that starts with the first letter of your name.
The thing about the letter D is it’s usually depressing, dark, and devilish, in denial, daunting, diminished and deceptive. It is often distorted, disjunctive, and dysfunctional. There are a multitude of dis-s and de-s which often diminish the word to follow. It causes discord and destruction. Brings divorce, death, and thank God it isn’t daxes or it’d be a trifecta in the D’s.
But the thing about D is its duality. It can also be definitive, disciplined, delightful, diplomatic, diverse, dexterous, dynamic and desirable. Dependable, dilettante darlings, dignified, deeply devoted. It can bring deliverance, divination, daydreaming and destinies. There are dolphins. D is diaphanous, a dervish of the divine.
What? One word you say. Hmmm perhaps Danae- for my favorite Klimt painting. This goddess represents the quintessential symbol of divine love and transcendence. Or Dane as in I want to move to Denmark or as in Great Dane, my nickname growing up. I know, I know, only one.
Then it is Dana. Persian for knowledgeable. Arabic for a most perfectly shaped, valuable and beautiful of pearls. Hebrew for Arbiter. But most of all, Pali for the offering made to a teacher, for spontaneous generosity of heart.
If 100 people your age were chosen at random, how many do you think you’d find leading a more satisfying life than yours?
If people are being honest, no sunshine and rainbows crap…I say only 20. But the way most people go through life with little internal investigation, not looking to close or being too honest then I’d say 80.
If you were a tree, would you become a book or furniture? Please describe.
Can musical instruments count as furniture? I want to be the wood sculpted of a Stradivarius. But if I must comply then I want to be the slats on an Adirondack chair. The support bar on a hammock. The park bench engraved for an 60 year marriage. Then all that is left can be crushed to pulp and pressed into a journal.
You are trapped in an elevator, who would you want to be trapped with?
David Nichtern. We can meditate, discuss movies, and write songs. Then David can coach me in the formation of my creative endeavors. I suspect it would be a evolutionary afternoon.
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I’m grateful that Katherine and Vincent ended up back in each other’s arms. Yes I realize rooting for the Beast is dangerous. Oh well.
And next week I’m looking forward to having a clean bill of health.