{"id":4919,"date":"2019-03-13T07:30:51","date_gmt":"2019-03-13T14:30:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/?p=4919"},"modified":"2020-06-21T17:34:56","modified_gmt":"2020-06-22T00:34:56","slug":"birthday-fort","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/meditations\/birthday-fort\/","title":{"rendered":"Birthday Fort"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>On my birthday, I rebuilt a fort in the dunes, the one I thought might never need rebuilding. But that is the nature of driftwood forts. Let go. Let it fall. Let yourself imagine a new fort from the remains of the old fort. Of course it can&#8217;t look the same.<\/p>\n<p>The materials from the original fort are there\u2014they live on. Those who carried the materials up from the ocean that June weekday on a glorious Oregon field trip were my students in what turned out to be the last official experience as a high school teacher. It all ended on a beach for me. <\/p>\n<p>Will those carriers remember that day? They have no responsibility to remember or rebuild. Others come along and rebuild. <\/p>\n<p>As I built, I noticed someone wrote on a piece of wood, \u201cFort Do It In.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>How lovely! I positioned this piece front and center for all visitors to see. <\/p>\n<p>Others will name it another name. All manner of rejoicing, grieving, marveling, wondering, crying, loving, lusting, reflecting and toking will go on inside the fort. <\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/mattbirthday.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2382\" height=\"1628\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4921\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/mattbirthday.jpg 2382w, https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/mattbirthday-300x205.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/mattbirthday-768x525.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/mattbirthday-1024x700.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2382px) 100vw, 2382px\" \/>And perhaps, a few will take up my offer of the tin box, note cards and pen, and leave a message of what transpired\u2014in their hearts and minds or with their bodies, And of course, there will be nugs left behind, sweet sticky nugs. <\/p>\n<!--themify_builder_content-->\n<div id=\"themify_builder_content-4919\" data-postid=\"4919\" class=\"themify_builder_content themify_builder_content-4919 themify_builder tf_clear\">\n    <\/div>\n<!--\/themify_builder_content-->\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On my birthday, I rebuilt a fort in the dunes, the one I thought might never need rebuilding. 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