
the last few days have been spent slogging through a big project with nothing left to do but sit in front of the computer for hours and hours putting everything together.

it’s these times in a project that i need frequent breaks, and books to read during those breaks when i’m resting my hands, my eyes, my sanity.
the two books i read this week were ecotopia
and a million miles in a thousand years: what i learned while editing my life
.
ecotopia
, in the words of one reviewer, is “a vivid, comprehensive, positive vision of what the earth’s future might look like, if those who care about sustainability had a say.” it was written by a man living in berkeley in the 1970’s, and the book perfectly encapsulates what a person in that position then would envision a perfect world to be now: a west-coast-based society that embraces 20 hour work weeks, green technologies, pot smoking and lots of willing partners for sex. i couldn’t help thinking that many of the people i encounter here in portland on hawthorne blvd. live a version of that life already.

a million miles…
is a great book for people who want to live a meaningful life but don’t know how to begin. the author is fascinated with the possibilities of living a better life by taking cues from movie plots to actively create a worthwhile story in which to live. two passages in particular that i loved:
What amazed (Wilson) Bentley was the realization that each snowflake bore the scars of it’s journey. He discovered that each crystal is affected by the temperature of the sky, the altitude of the cloud from which it fell, the trajectory the wind took as it fell to earth, and a thousand other factors. [p. 240]
and

…Our bodies were designed to change and it isn’t (physically) possible to be stagnant… our interaction with each other, with the outside world, and with intangible elements such as time make us different people every season… “The human body essentially recreates itself every six months. nearly every cell of hair and skin and bone dies and another is directed in it’s former place.” [p. 68]