8.6.2011

After telling her fable, New sits silently and observes her breath; attention still inward. One long deep inhale. One very noisy exhale. She tells a more complex fable. This story is about a beneficial relationship that finds its depth in confrontation. "Before you can love someone," New says, "you must learn to love yourself. But to know how to love yourself you must love some else first." "Bootstrapping" says John. "Positive feedback loop," says Fred. New smiles and continues... The Eagle awoke in a dark mood; needing to hurt someone. An old wound to his feelings had become infected and was leaking a poison that tainted his thoughts. It was buried so deep that he could not reach it himself. In his ignorance he blamed others for the things he was obligated to do. The weather was never proper for any activity and the tasks at hand were always too important to put aside. In short, every outward vector of his energy twisted negative. People naturally avoided that vibe which only increased his desire to lash out. The Eagle's mate makes a special dinner for him. New recipes. Roast duck, fresh steamed vegetables, olives, chocolates. And she wears a little black dress with her hair down. She makes an effort. The kids are away. And thus she leaves herself more open than usual but, knowing he is dark, wants to try and change things. She strikes a match to light candles for the table but unknowingly lights a fuse. When he smells the smoke a bomb goes off. A fear of fire and quick panic gives way to embarrassment. Mix in the guilt he feels at seeing her effort with none on his part. Undeserving. He knows she is scheming to pull him out of his dark place and resents her tricks. Determined to have them fail. His reaction is anger toward her, and he screams "What the f*ck are you doing? You f*cking stupid b!tch. What is all this sh!t? I f*cking hate this."

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