<html><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space; "><div>Hello, John,</div><div><br></div><div>This is, I feel, a tribute to your blog and to our movement's corporateness.</div><div><br></div><div>A few days ago, a close second cousin of mine (our grandpas were brothers) responded to my email telling of our fall travel plans. Georgeann has come, over the last few years, to love my haikus, for some reason. She shared a sad bit of news with me, and then made a strange request that I decided not to ignore. Here's her sad news:</div><div><br></div><div>=====</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; ">We have a little bad news. Our older brother Michael, my mom and dad's firstborn, has recently been diagnosed with inoperable cancer. It is everywhere. He has 2 tumors in the chest, one on the lung, one in his groin and a huge sore on his face. He can not weigh more than 70 or 80 pounds. He has refused treatment until last Monday when little sister, Georgeann (me) could not stand it any longer and ventured to New Castle PA where he lives and convinced him to be admitted to the hospital. He must not have much time because the doctors say treatment is not an option, a feeding tube is not an option, etc. It is very sad. I think he has just given up. I felt so much better when I got a priest to come and give him last rites. After all, he was born and raised Catholic, regardless of the many sad turns his life has taken. It is a much longer story but I don't want to burden you with too much sadness. Please keep him in your prayers. He is 74, same age as Clark and my husband, Jerry, but looks 90. What little time he has, I hope God will spare him much suffering.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; "><br></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; "><br></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; ">Thanks for listening. I recently heard a song that says "funny when you're gone how people start listening. . . " How true.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; "><br></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; "><br></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; ">Best regards, Georgeann</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; "><br></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; ">(You KNOW I need a haiku)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; "> </span></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="monospace"><br></font></div><div>Here's where corporateness enters front stage.</div><div><br></div><div>So taking Georgeann's comment seriously, my thoughts somehow turned to your blog as a possible source of solace. I recalled the July 4 blog based on a 7/1 email exchange between (Jack and Dorothea):</div><div><br></div><div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><b><font size="3" color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; font-weight: bold; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">=====</span></font></b></div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><b><font size="3" color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; font-weight: bold; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Dorothea:<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span></font></b><font color="black"><span style="color: black; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">I like<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Nancy</st1:place></st1:city><span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">’s phrase “the cyclic reality of the two” (life and death)…. If life is good, then death must be, also.*</span><o:p></o:p></font></div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><font size="3" color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; "><o:p> </o:p></span></font></div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><b><font size="3" color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; font-weight: bold; ">Jack:</span></font></b><span class="apple-converted-space"><font color="black"><span style="color: black; "> </span></font></span><font color="black"><span style="color: black; ">Dorothea, I find it helpful to see the cycle as “birth and death” and life as the constant which takes form…. So we have two cycles, birth and death, form and [formlessness].*<o:p></o:p></span></font></div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><font size="3" color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; "><o:p> </o:p></span></font></div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><b><font size="3" color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; font-weight: bold; ">Nez:<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span></font></b><font color="black"><span style="color: black; ">Fine poetry. Finally, everyone has poetry for the journey, but is it profound poetry, that motivates?<o:p></o:p></span></font></div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><font size="3" color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; "><o:p> </o:p></span></font></div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><b><font size="3" color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; font-weight: bold; ">Namaste.</span></font></b><font color="black"><span style="color: black; "><o:p></o:p></span></font></div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"><b><br></b></span></div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><b><font size="2" color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: black; font-weight: bold; ">*<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span></font></b><font size="2" color="black"><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: black; ">e-mail dialog, 7/1/12</span></font></div></div><div>=====</div><div><br></div><div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; ">Here's the resulting haiku:</div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><br></div><div style="margin-right: 0pt; margin-left: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 63px; text-indent: -63px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; "><b>From: </b><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span><a href="mailto:jslotta@earthlink.net">jslotta@earthlink.net</a></div><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1px; margin-left: 67px; text-indent: -67px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span><b>Subject: </b><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span><b>haiku response for you and Michael the eldest-now in my prayers</b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1px; margin-left: 67px; text-indent: -67px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; "><b><br></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1px; margin-left: 67px; text-indent: -67px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; "><b></b></p><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; "><u>haiku: the 'all is good' journey *<o:p></o:p></u></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; "> <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; ">birth and death cycle</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; ">life the constant which takes form</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; ">form and formlessness</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; "> <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; ">* from an e-mail dialog, 7/1/12</div><div>=====</div><div><br></div><div>Thanks, colleagues!</div><div><br></div><div>Jim Slotta in Denver</div></div></div><br></body></html>