tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.comments2011-03-10T16:59:02.626-08:00Rocinante Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107355805135579497noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-76146854726586718802010-07-26T16:42:51.961-07:002010-07-26T16:42:51.961-07:00I am sending off the Migratory book tomorrow to travel from Minnesota to Maryland. It is a beautiful piece of art and I think what connects us all is our desire to create, express ourselves, and leave something behind that is meaningful.Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13104349528683193083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-23744554249274473162010-03-02T15:05:37.473-08:002010-03-02T15:05:37.473-08:00I picked up a Migratory Book this weekend at the Schuylkill Center for Environmental Education. My location is Philadelphia, PA.<br /><br />I think food connects us. The growing of food, the harvesting of food, and the preparing and eating of meals. Today, even blogging about food connects us (in fact, I&#39;ve made several friends online because of our mutual love of food).<br /><br />I sent my migratory book to a friend in California who is a fellow food lover. I have shared many meals at her table and it&#39;s part of what I value most about our friendship. Though we are 3,000 miles apart and we can&#39;t sit at the same table, we still share recipes and stories about food.<br /><br />Thank you for this project, I appreciate this moment you&#39;ve created for me to reflect and share part of what I feel connects people to one another.Erahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17191428609143608831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-54736921743645674282009-12-05T15:40:43.570-08:002009-12-05T15:40:43.570-08:00When I was studying in Beijing, I didn&#39;t make many strong connections with Chinese people. <br /><br />In my six months in China, the best connection I made was during the last two weeks of my stay. <br /><br />A young man named Jade Mountain, who was a student at the Hydroelectric University, reached out to me with honesty, enthusiasm, and touching sensitivity. We had long talks about our countries, and he even dared to criticize the Beijing government for its policy of colonialism in his home province of Xinjiang. I relished the rare opportunity to speak the truth about the dark side of hyper-capitalism in the US. It was 1997, and most mainstream Chinese were enraptured with &quot;development&quot;, materialism, and everything that it stood for. <br /><br />So, I believe we are all connected by the truth of our experience. No matter what the country or circumstance, we each have a truth that must be spoken to others.<br /><br />Jade Mountain wrote and illustrated a poem that showed China and USA with eyeglasses, because we both wore them. The poem was about speaking from the heart.Rocinante Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14107355805135579497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-87273599799447684162008-09-02T07:40:00.000-07:002008-09-02T07:40:00.000-07:00Art connects us. Think of the cave paintings at Lascaux and people moving out from those caves to wherever. Think of us today, getting on jets to take us to France to see those caves thousands of years after they were created. We are drawn by the images and handcrafts of our fellow humans, the "stories" we tell of our journeys.<BR/><BR/>Marilynn Brandenburger<BR/>Decatur, GAMarilynnBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08191377141863979314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-86752489613831329612008-08-31T17:06:00.000-07:002008-08-31T17:06:00.000-07:00Hello! I am in Kalgoorlie (Western Australia) and I received book 81 from Carole Brugnar in New Zealand. This is such a lovely way to connect with others! And to answer your question "what connects us?" - I think it comes down to the human need to connect - everything seems to come down to that need - we LOVE to connect with others! I am sending the book on to my friend Susie in Albany - she lives over a 1000 kilometres away and I have to rely on the internet and art for most of my connection with her so I thought it fitting this little book travels to her next. Regards and love to all, DebbiDebbi Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18377271441674439905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-11201869862276181472008-08-18T09:32:00.000-07:002008-08-18T09:32:00.000-07:00Hi, this is Lucia Dura--can you please correct my last sentence to read:<BR/><BR/>I think, relationships with other beings, fleeting or not, are the ultimate living experience.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Thank you! I didn't realize until now that I used ultimately/ultimate in the same sentence.Luciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11810848717920776782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-46886572666541997812008-07-21T00:26:00.000-07:002008-07-21T00:26:00.000-07:00I think we are connected by our: desire to give, but our greed, our need to be accepted, but our speed to judge, our passion when loving, and the intensity of our hate.<BR/><BR/>Carole in New Zealand.kiwicarolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02762942808546867333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-85956810194670043822008-07-12T22:20:00.000-07:002008-07-12T22:20:00.000-07:00We are connected by the soul lines along which we move, called by our need to transcend circumstance and seek out sources of satisfaction. We are driven by the desire to manifest our yearning for a place to be rather than merely to dwell. We stride out, prompted by visions of grand journeys and adventures, rather than dreams of safety and small pleasures. We depart from places that nurtured our bodies for a while to seek out people and places that might nurture our dreams. We answer a call to flock, like to like, spirit to spirit, with others of our wide-strewn tribes. Our souls are like drops of oil in an ocean of water. Our passages across time zones and uncharted spaces are our journey to the surface, where we may connect - again - to become what we are, rather than what we were told we might be in a world that was not truly ours.<BR/><BR/>Susan Letham, Germany<BR/><BR/>The book I was holding has now been released again and is travelling to Spain.Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09059940425181684470noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-64413433256019453902008-06-22T18:53:00.000-07:002008-06-22T18:53:00.000-07:00I think what connects us on a physical level are atoms, gases, liquids. We are today a product of where we've been and of the people, animals, plants, beings we've encountered. Our thoughts contain the thoughts of others to the point where their true origins are untraceable. But the connections that I find most matter right now are the relationships we build. Who we are everyday is so intricately tied to the relationships we encounter, build, and invest in. Ultimately, I think, relationships with other beings, fleeting or not, are the ultimate living experience.<BR/><BR/>Lucia Dura from El Paso, TexasLuciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11810848717920776782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-41362836308364024642008-06-14T11:17:00.000-07:002008-06-14T11:17:00.000-07:00Sorry - Fforgot to sanswer the question: What connects US? - That is simple - it's LOVE!ANNAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07449809031669435374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-13297848489201736342008-06-14T11:16:00.000-07:002008-06-14T11:16:00.000-07:00Hi MIchelle - I received the migratory book on 4th June just in time for my birthday which was on 5th. I am now about to send it on its way from here (Wiltshire, UK) to New Zealand. Thought it might enjoy a long trip down under! This is a fantastic idea and I look forward to hearing where it has travelled.ANNAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07449809031669435374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-61601847723300041802008-05-30T12:23:00.000-07:002008-05-30T12:23:00.000-07:00I received a book, but I don't see a serial number. I live in Bloomington,IL, and I'll pass it along.<BR/><BR/>--<BR/>Dan KappusDan Kappushttp://www.illimitable.usnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-22010558566741740822008-05-21T07:38:00.000-07:002008-05-21T07:38:00.000-07:00I received the Migratory book after Michelle's announcement on the book arts list serve. I was particularly interested in the English/Spanish pairing. My daughter Tess is bilingual and living in Ecuador. She has lived in various parts of South America for most of the last three years. Distance separates us but love connects us.<BR/>I plan to send my copy on to Santiago Chile to an artist that spent time in Iowa City.Emily Martinwww.emilymartin.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-82354267897883269082008-05-16T06:48:00.000-07:002008-05-16T06:48:00.000-07:00Recibi el libro migratorio en columbus ohio, el num. 72 - <BR/><BR/>lo que nos conecta es el aire y todo lo que lleva dentro<BR/><BR/>time release,<BR/>John M. BennettJOHNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06960735932122943796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-17164730910418937462008-05-12T11:43:00.000-07:002008-05-12T11:43:00.000-07:00What connects us? Unfortunately, what connects us are the chains of ignorance that we willingly choose to let bind and constrain us; the blindfolds we have let cover our eyes from the truth of what crude realities there are. What connects us are the earmuffs we have chosen to place over our ears in denial of the true speech of the mavericks. What connects us are the iron bits of mental slavery that restrain us from speaking the words of truth, keeping it censored. See no truth, hear no truth, and sadly, speak no truth.Lady Aritayahoo.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-23825018280140492662008-04-20T15:49:00.000-07:002008-04-20T15:49:00.000-07:00What connects us? Our travels and interactions always learning from each other...keep moving.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-30001863485725295622008-04-20T15:48:00.000-07:002008-04-20T15:48:00.000-07:00What connect us? The sun.<BR/>From Ivyhill, in Newark, NJAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-52559788297511045782008-04-20T15:47:00.000-07:002008-04-20T15:47:00.000-07:00What connect us? Food.<BR/>From Cape May, NJAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-70146909303813972702008-04-20T15:45:00.000-07:002008-04-20T15:45:00.000-07:00What connects us? The necessity to survive.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-18213076799508875642008-04-20T15:44:00.000-07:002008-04-20T15:44:00.000-07:00What connects us? Our human frailties, faults, especially our fear of mortality. <BR/>From Newark, NJ.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-22606231056167720722008-04-20T15:42:00.000-07:002008-04-20T15:42:00.000-07:00Birds are migratory animals, like the nomad people. They be what connects us, like the birds on the cover of the book. <BR/>Ibou, Jersey City, NJtAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-55363772594687007742008-04-20T09:50:00.000-07:002008-04-20T09:50:00.000-07:00I believe that communication is the most obvious and strongest form of connection between humans today. We are able to speak to people in other cities, countries, (even this blog is connecting us!) friends, family, loved ones, because of the advances in technology and in the end ,we ultimately feel connected to each other.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-73335032006056902632008-04-09T19:27:00.000-07:002008-04-09T19:27:00.000-07:00I find it hard to fathom how we impact others. We all live in our own separate realities, not knowing how we are in turn perceived. We run in polite circles, rarely able to have a conversation of true depth. We wonder if we really know even the person closest to us. I think that's why I love to read so much--I start to glimpse another person's mind, and am relieved to know I'm not the only person to ever think a certain way. That's why I also love languages. Somehow humankind has managed to create over 6,000 different ways of communicating verbally. I play word games, and find connections from language to language, as cultures crossed, adopted, influenced. A greater picture is formed, revealing our commonalities.MarieEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00255440089611626603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-21508338694746289272008-03-16T18:47:00.000-07:002008-03-16T18:47:00.000-07:00What connects us to each other? What connects us to nature? What connects us to birds and other animals? What connects us to the rest of the universe? All of these questions come to my mind when I read the Migratory Book. Connections, something I always feel I have a lack of. Connections are most noticeable when you are trying to break them. Connections can be a very precious thing that we can take for granted. Connections are necessary for our survival. I feel that we as a species have tried so hard to sever our connection to nature in trying to overpower her. As a result we are making ourselves very unhealthy in every way. We as a species were once connected to nature, animals, the earth, the universe and spirit world. Now we run around with blinders on creating a million and one distractions for ourselves instead of making connections. And it feels very wrong. What connects us, or should connect us: life, love, universal energy, touch, food, warmth, shelter, culture, happiness, fear, anger, sorrow, experiences, awe, wonder, creativity, celebration, breath, words, expressions, kindness, compassion, stories, tears, longing, laughter, land, water, sky and air.ardentphoenixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05765968871295081276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734920792189522022.post-47142140715728949222008-03-16T18:45:00.000-07:002008-03-16T18:45:00.000-07:00What connects us to each other? What connects us to nature? What connects us to birds and other animals? What connects us to the rest of the universe? All of these questions come to my mind when I read the Migratory Book. Connections, something I always feel I have a lack of. Connections are most noticeable when you are trying to break them. Connections can be a very precious thing that we can take for granted. Connections are necessary for our survival. I feel that we as a species have tried so hard to sever our connection to nature in trying to overpower her. As a result we are making ourselves very unhealthy in every way. We as a species were once connected to nature, animals, the earth, the universe and spirit world. Now we run around with blinders on creating a million and one distractions for ourselves instead of making connections. And it feels very wrong. What connects us, or should connect us: life, love, universal energy, touch, food, warmth, shelter, culture, happiness, fear, anger, sorrow, experiences, awe, wonder, creativity, celebration, breath, words, expressions, kindness, compassion, stories, tears, longing, laughter, land, water, sky and air.ardentphoenixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05765968871295081276noreply@blogger.com