online: 1 july 2016
modified: 1 july 2016

1 july 2016 in clear air and summer wind...


returned from anniversary conference of the design research society... and my return to highest point in city forest... glad to have returned to the forest... and yet remaining in the greater world...

sun shines brightly on the pine end of the large house in which Rabindranath Tagore stayed briefly in the early twentieth century... at the time of his great popularity... that i ascribe to the connectivness of his thoughts... non-dualist... composed in contact with nature... not behind a city wall...

...beyond the forest house where he stayed is the pond of the vale of health... and beyond that are the distant towers of the city... and beyond those the mists and clouds of the Thames estuary... and beyond them the hills and the chalk downs and the sea channel (or sleeve) between the isles of Britain and the mainland...

...a panting greyhound suddenly appears before me for several seconds... and then it goes...

and immediately after that Hal Goldie reappears with another dog (they both appeared here a few days ago)...

Hal looks immediately at what i am writing (and we exchange email addresses)

and now he's gone... to look up someone who lives nearby but who is not responding to messages... he (Hal) lives successfully in the collective mind

yes... it's true... he's like a fairy yet most physically alive... a living hint towards each of us being a part of a single collective existence!... as well as being individuals

Hal wears a wild dog daisy... (or marguerite?)

and now in his brisk existence i think of Hal as one of the many of us... 'now we are numerous.'... and feel these last days at a conference are the clue... the direction i have been seeking all these years...



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