Little Bit of History
By Jenn Weinshenker
I stepped into an antique store today and
Filled my lungs.
Intoxicated by the aroma
that old smell
that old mothball smell,
that aired out,
filled every fiber and every crease.
For an instant I was there.
I pushed back the old suits and dresses and robes
and stumbled over the well-worn leather heals and loafers
and explored the recesses of Grandmas closet
and fell back into another time.
Take Me Out of the Ball Game
By Jenn Weinshenker
I was watching satellite images of the currents of air circulating around the earth. Like you do. When I realized the currents of air were swirling around and through the planet horizontally and vertically all of the time. The wind never stops moving around the planet, ever. Then I understood it: I could picture it in my mind, how it took less than two weeks for some of the ash from when Mt. St. Helens erupted back in 1980 to land right back where it had started where the eruption had taken place, back on Mt. St. Helens. Yeah.
So, being a child born in the awakening of nuclear power and technology and remembering the sounds of bombers flying overhead when the Cuban Missile Crisis was blowing in from the ocean I naturally wondered: if an atomic bomb goes off in warfare would the radiation it releases travel all across the planet and affect a lot more than just the area they had intended to destroy? Wow…that was some pretty amazing stuff. The haze of delusional isolationism began to clear. The abstract sense of connectedness I felt but could not explain dissolved. I could see clearly now. A primal scream broke the silence. I declared in all of my glory that I was the center of all being but the sound was hollow and vacant. It wasnt true. The air had cleared.
A Life Worth Living
By Jenn Weinsheker
How did I get here? Where am I going? Why am I here? Ah, the bend in the road where the holy, the pragmatic and drunkards meet. To answer these questions many presume that our intelligence is the primer to all knowledge. Some believe the God link will provide us with an infinite source of divine intelligence that will answer all of the questions God has planted in us to ponder: which when answered correctly by God, would naturally lead us directly back to God.
Others argue that science is the true path of knowledge we must trudge if we are ever going to climb out of the muck and mire of ignorance and grasp the answers to these questions. To believe that we are capable of understanding the purpose of all of existence and our place in it is ludicrous. We may be a smart ass, but we will never know everything.