Poetry In (loco)motion

I like this image because the lights are blurred, as though they are moving...life is really more like this than a focused still shot.

The Sufi's known as 'whirling dervishes' believe that if you can plant one foot in one secure spot, then the rest of the world (and you) can spin and spin without losing your balance.

Med school is a film, not a still life painting. In fact, life just won't ever sit still (that condition is usually known as death)

Where do you plant your toe?...

The heart has ears

In no particular order, some facts:

My housemate is a great cook, see photo to the right for the proof of his fabulous tacos. The way to study is hearing these being made while reviewing some histology and pathology of major organ.

Our enthusiastic guide to the previously-living bodies preserved for our eager viewing told us several interesting facts. I like that the right and left atrium of the heart have ears (auricles). I picture the inner self walking into a glass-domed, plant-filled atrium. In this space, you can hear what only the heart hears, plants growing, the beat of other hearts (this is not just poetic language, put cells from two different hearts in their own test tubes - they keep their own beat, put them next to each other, they assume the same rhythm).

Another fact, my big bookcase is falling apart. The sun is setting orange and purple behind black tree outlines and slivers of rain chipped off of clouds by abundant thunder and lightning.

Annie likes to watch the computer screen.

and I still live Med school.

Little House in the Monsoon

Every afternoon this week, the sky clouds up and, after sunset, we have a torrential downpour, thuner and lightning. It is a fittingly dramatic backdrop for the otherwise sedate opening to medical school, which is, after all, life-changing. We began with proteins and nitrogen, ipads and small groups and the case of an unconscious 20-year old woman.