Plant life in Estado Libre y Soberano de Baja California
Mule and Cow
Last week I was in Baja California. The grey whales come here in the winter to give birth and mate.
We also saw a mother and baby whale swimming side by side. The adults move rhythmically with the waves while breathing, surfacing through the water like its soft butter, but the baby, still wrinkled and slate gray and no more than a week old, was bobbing in and out at her side like a buoy, trying to master the movement of breathing and also sneaking a peek at our boat from time to time.
I know that photos of the backs of whales aren’t all that impressive, but imagine the rarity. We were out on these fishing boats for well over an hour, and probably spent a minute total actually being able to see the whales.
2014 was the year of feelings. I had a lot of them. I had a lot of them and I talked about them a lot. I felt them acutely. I argued with them and bartered with them and sometimes I threw them in the back of the closet, vowing not to look at them again until spring. They were the subjects of analysis and the specimens in science projects. I did everything I could, you see, to deal with them. And I know feelings are manufactured in the brain, but I did everything I could to downsize the department that produced feelings with which I was unhappy, and promote the department that made feelings that I approved of. I do not know which department judged these feelings. We are still, despite it being the end of the year, and it being so long since we began this investigation, getting to the bottom of that. Auditing takes a long time, especially when you are finding things in files you didn’t know existed or that haven’t been dusted off for 20 years.
In 2014 I talked in metaphors to help people understand what was going on in my brain:
Vortex (25 mentions)
Whirlwind (3, before ‘vortex’ was found)
Ship lost at sea (12)
"Boats against the current" (2)
2014 was the year that I was put in charge of an event that 10,000 people came to so they could watch cat videos together. Witnessing that and feeling partially responsible for the joy that people felt then is worth a mention.
In 2014, when I felt that I had fallen apart, I began to find the little pieces that make up who I am, the stuff deep down, underneath “likes” and “don’t likes.” They are being set aside in a safe place, to be used for positive and meaningful reconstruction in 2015.
When I work I want to do work like:
Getting home at 9 pm and beginning work on a project and forgetting to take off my winter coat until 1 am when I am completely done.
That is what I want when I do work.
The zona is where I want to be when I do work.