Out of the dawn

Strength is irrelevant, resistance is futile ... Your culture will adapt to service ours. The Borg

Raining into the dawn this morning. I sit up listening to the large drops falling on the awning outside our bedroom. I think about a lively chat with a family member on the phone last night. "You were so lucky they accentuated your difference all those years," said the person, "That way you escaped. You are different." "Ah," I ruminated out loud, "I escaped the Borg by being different!" The person at the other end of the phone laughed heartily. "Wow! What a metaphor!" they exclaimed.

Early morning now. Dreams expired. T. brings my coffee to bed. I start purring like Ada. I love having coffee in bed. It does not happen all that often. That goes back to my earliest childhood days in Southern Rhodesia. Only, then it was piping hot cups of strong, British tea, served up early in the morning to get me up for school. I wrote about that in my book and wept as I wrote, remembering:

My own Nanny Margaret had to leave her children in a rural area far away in order to live on our property. Each day she would rise up at four or five in the morning so that she could bring us tea to our bedside to start the day. I always wondered how she felt doing that, and I do not think I can even imagine how she must have missed waking up her own children to start their day with them. That memory haunts me even today as I write about it forty years later. It causes me pain to think about it (page 10).

This morning, I tell T. about the phone conversation and continue, "Yeah I escaped the Borg. I think for myself." T. says quietly, "It's not about thinking differently, Tam. The Borg is about everyone being part of the same brain." His words hang in the air. Powerful metaphor. We are silent for a moment, sipping our coffee, listening to the rain. He goes on, "Yeah! You escaped!"

Out of the dawn into the morning.

New day

old, gray snow

washed away

with rain

Comments

[tamarika]

Ah, Fran, I got you thinking about my book, eh? Hurrah!

[Fran aka Redondowriter]

Ah, very thought provoking post. You've sure got me thinking anyhow. I didn't know you had written a book. I'm going to Amazon to see what it is all about.