“Yada, yada, yada” pretty much sums up our lives in these times. People yammering on one side, people yammering on the other, people yammering about the virus, people yammering about race, people yammering about the climate crisis. It’s relentless and I’m yammering now. Yada, yada, yada.
And life goes on. The filter on the dishwasher gets clogged and there’s a puddle in front of the dishwasher. Yada yada. Then the tree that’s fallen in the back yard. Yada yada. Vet tech friend experiences some of the darker side of the profession (and humanity) and doesn’t know what to do. Yada, yada. Walk at the Refuge with Bear, look for cranes, see an egret. A man in a pick-up with his wife, stops to tell Bear and me we are “…so very beautiful” and it’s kind of incomprehensible. Bear gets sick in the car. “It’s all right, Sweet girl.” Yada, yada. “Oh my God, did I pay my car insurance?” Yada, yada, yada. “Ding!” phone tells me that Amazon is sending me something. “There’s a micro-chip in the flu vaccine! It’s the mark of the beast!” yada, yada, yada. Neighbor hangs his Trump sign back on his porch. OK, whatever, dude. Yada, yada, yada. Disembodied heads floating around everywhere, say this say that, stoke our grievances and fear, interview other disembodied heads and on we go. Yada, yada, yada.
The poet beans show a resilience no one (meaning me) ever expected, and I see in that requited love. It’s not. It’s just beans being beans but WOW. Silently, too.
When I saw the prompt for today a passage from the I-Ching immediately struck me, “If he make speeches, his words cannot be made good.”
I had forgotten which of the hexagrams that little sentence came from, so I looked up the words and found Hexagram 47 “Kwan” which is a picture of a lake under a marsh. That means that the water is inaccessible and the hexagram represents “Oppression.” Interestingly, it’s like the Refuge. Deep below that wetlands is an ancient lake.
Hexagram 47: The Judgement
OPPRESSION. Success. Perseverance.
The great man brings about good fortune.
When one has something to say,
It is not believed.
There is no water in the lake:
The image of EXHAUSTION.
Thus the superior man stakes his life
On following his will.
Translation by Richard Wilhelm In (the condition denoted by) Khwăn there may (yet be) progress and success. For the firm and correct, the (really) great man, there will be good fortune. He will fall into no error. If he make speeches, his words cannot be made good.
I don’t believe in the future-telling aspect of the I-Ching, but there are many times when I’ve found it oddly prescient and always interesting, often giving me something to think about. In these noisy days, I think this is a good Hexagram to think about.