Happy Interdependence Day

Toward the light that listens

Yesterday, I experienced the usual feeling of annoyance that pops up around this time of year. “What are you feeling patriotic about, Rigel?”

Nothing.

Other than a wispy, obligatory sense of pluralism that this nation once represented, and still probably does in some abstract sense. But we all have smartphones now, so we’re practically one flesh.

I was arguing with myself about this while driving back from drop-off at Nanna’s, when a sarcastic “Happy Interdependence Day!” slipped out under my breath. Okay, it was at full volume. I talk to myself while driving.

When I woke up this morning, that phrase was still knocking around in my head, so I decided to do a stream-of-consciousness brain dump. This is what popped out—my offering on behalf of our country that was great, is great, and is yet to be great.

Happy interdependence day.

I love my independence, but I don't love being lonely.

I like to be free to make my own choices, whether a man or a woman or a they, but I also like to play

Which means that part of me is in you if I am going to be aware of the situation.

I AM is in you as much as I AM is in me, and that problematizes a clean independence.

It depends on our future together. Is there room for me in you on this interdependence day?

I also want to thread opposites together on this groundless ground where the sunrise sings harmony with the dark side of the moon. Yes, the sun listens to her quiet attention to the stars.

Can the sun see all ``the stars beyond his corona? Or is he blind by his own light—too much of a good thing? Makes the whole world blind.

Too much independence makes the "I Though" incomplete.

I want to know you and be known on this great and Holy interdependence day.

Grief has a seat, a plate, a fork, a knife, and a steaming pile of fresh grilled broccoli at our table.

Opposites dine together

And maybe get a little tipsy and argue and then makeout, on this great and holy interdependence day.

But if you want your freedom, I respect that. I've been there. And I'm still there most of the time.

Let's grow together this time around. Let's find the spiral dance up towards the sun as our branches seek the light that listens

On this great and Holy interdependence day.

Happy Interdependence Day.