DexterityOur skillful ability to knit, to move yarn around into patterns of cloth.
Dexterity our ability to move bodies of humans around as pawns, skillful weaving bodies with minds into armies of motion.
Dexterity the ability to open a tube of toothpaste and skillfully layer the paste onto a brush without thought.
Dexterity our basic ability to run around a tree and stop and think out our next move,
or move through the woods without thought or harm.
We can gracefully move our lips, hands and feet over an instrument of sound
and create emotional sound that can carry a pattern of thought with wonderful splendor.
Dexterity the ability to read four objects at a time while pounding the keyboard of a computer,
making sense or nonsense, whatever prevails?
We have conquered the past as we move into the future. We have learned that we can move and shape our future.
Good or bad?
There are a lot of variations in between those extremes.
Dexterity our skillful ability to knit.
WorkThe noise this morning was loud. The birds on the dam were raising hell. The killdeer were making a fuss, the seagulls were making a clutter, ducks and cranes were adding to the intense level of sound. I
could here the roar of a truck as it moved on the highway in the distance. A very loud warm spring morning. As I walked the noise became less noticeable. What became more noticeable were the white
droppings that the seagulls left behind.
I had to watch every step.
Enough!
What we endure to create a lifestyle.
Today I am reminded of the complex beings that we are. We use our bodies to handle intense physical manipulations.
Our bodies handle dexterity with grace. The younger and stronger child with will and determination can climb a sheer wall.
When I was young I did not know what I was doing, the abilities were in place, the will and determination was not.
It was not until my drive with Kathy and Ambo to New York and back to Illinois that a will and determination fell into place.
I had a yearning to work very well and it showed.
I was not into vanity or dressing to fit in.
I was into work, what the body does to fulfill human desire, to achieve the light in the blue sky.
At that time I had no clue of any talents in my possession, other than a good work habit.
How could I know how to climb a creative ladder?
I thought what I created was meager, as I do now.
The difference is that I want the world to know that I exist.
The ego has stepped to the forefront.
The dazzling red cape is teasing the bull.
I am getting older and I want all the world to see the day.