Thank you so much Dougald for this lovely piece about Mark and about our work together for Dark Mountain. Really touching, So glad you and Anna and Alfie could be there for the ceremony and wake. Here's to remembering the inside-out, always here time, and all those who work invisibly both in spirit and in the depots of the world, who make life the joy that it can be for all of us, Here's to remembering how to laugh (like a wild god) and to take the (fucking) liberty! Lots of love from Suffolk, Charlotte
He sounds like he was one hell of a man, Dougald. Hearing this news from you and Caro has me pulling my old Dark Mountain books out of storage and working through them again, with gratitude. You've heard Steven Jenkinson's take one the word wake, I assume. If not, it's this: at the event we attend by that name after a death, we are quite literally standing in the outward-rippling swath that person made through the world. They are the same word. To be a-wake is to be turned toward, tangled up in, and willing to take a look at the ripples you're making before you go. Afterwards, those ripples become the inheritance for the rest of us.
Thank you so much Dougald for this lovely piece about Mark and about our work together for Dark Mountain. Really touching, So glad you and Anna and Alfie could be there for the ceremony and wake. Here's to remembering the inside-out, always here time, and all those who work invisibly both in spirit and in the depots of the world, who make life the joy that it can be for all of us, Here's to remembering how to laugh (like a wild god) and to take the (fucking) liberty! Lots of love from Suffolk, Charlotte
He sounds like he was one hell of a man, Dougald. Hearing this news from you and Caro has me pulling my old Dark Mountain books out of storage and working through them again, with gratitude. You've heard Steven Jenkinson's take one the word wake, I assume. If not, it's this: at the event we attend by that name after a death, we are quite literally standing in the outward-rippling swath that person made through the world. They are the same word. To be a-wake is to be turned toward, tangled up in, and willing to take a look at the ripples you're making before you go. Afterwards, those ripples become the inheritance for the rest of us.