The Split
A Self and Nation Divided
by Mary Sojourner
“Hatred keeps on increasing to a point where both you and I burn ourselves in mutual hatred, and to the Buddha the only way to solve it is that one party must stop…” — Ananda W. P. Guruge, in Awakenings: Asian Wisdom for Every Day (eds. D. and O. Folimi)
In April 2001, I was on a solo road trip researching Nevada light, sage basins, indigo mountains, and small town casinos for my novel Going Through Ghosts. I had stopped in a convenience store for coffee and yakked with the young clerk. She had told me there was a warm spring in a nearby cottonwood grove. “Don’t tell anybody where it is,” she said. Â “It’s for locals only. We take care of it.”
Nine years later to the month, I slid back into that silken water. Soft desert sunlight gleamed on the cottonwoods’ new leaves. Â I listened to the whisper of the old trees and the silvery rill of water trickling into a series of pools below me. Â The locals had continued to take care of the place. They’d reinforced the crumbling cinderblock walls around the spring. Â They had set up a bright red battered barbecue grill beneath the biggest cottonwood and a sign that read: Please clean up after yourself. Thank you. (more…)
