ot-cay bahnmiller

my friend cay died a year ago. looking through the many books she had
given me over time, a page fell open in kierkegaard's diary in which
he (taken from notes) ' characterized his suffering (illness or
visitation) as a disproportion between his soul & body which made it
impossible for him to be like others, "realize the universal" (human
lot). for a time he was hoping to be cured & consulted a doctor, but
when it was made clear to him that nothing could be done, he conceived
of his "visitation" as "the thorn in the flesh" that crushed his human
happiness, yes, but at the same time gave him unique spiritual tensile
strength, made him an exceptional being. through it God educated him
"privatissime" in order that he might teach others what God had taught
him.'

http://www.metrotimes.com/editorial/story.asp?id=5566

wanted to remember cay & share a small piece of all that she was & all
that she had to offer. as she refers to a particular work of art in
the above article, so it is for me: 'he keeps seeing the woman's face
come up under the ice, but he couldn't get to her, he couldn't free
her. her face was forever before him.'

peace,
ellen

On Jan 24, 10:10 pm, ellen <epdps...@gmail.com> wrote:
> my friend cay died a year ago. looking through the many books she had
> given me over time, a page fell open in kierkegaard's diary in which
> he (taken from notes) ' characterized his suffering (illness or
> visitation) as a disproportion between his soul & body which made it
> impossible for him to be like others, "realize the universal" (human
> lot). for a time he was hoping to be cured & consulted a doctor, but
> when it was made clear to him that nothing could be done, he conceived
> of his "visitation" as "the thorn in the flesh" that crushed his human
> happiness, yes, but at the same time gave him unique spiritual tensile
> strength, made him an exceptional being. through it God educated him
> "privatissime" in order that he might teach others what God had taught
> him.'
>
> http://www.metrotimes.com/editorial/story.asp?id=5566
>
> wanted to remember cay & share a small piece of all that she was & all
> that she had to offer. as she refers to a particular work of art in
> the above article, so it is for me: 'he keeps seeing the woman's face
> come up under the ice, but he couldn't get to her, he couldn't free
> her. her face was forever before him.'
>
> peace,
> ellen

not sure the link worked or if it is my computer. another link to her
work: click on cay bahnmiller: http://www.gender-f.com/