Generalities: September 2005 Archives

Julie's post entitled "fragile" really resonates with me. While the tragedies of my spring and summer have been mostly at arms length, the suffering of those I know has been unrelenting. When I can no longer count the tragedies on both hands, it feels overwhelming. Sometimes the hurricane is on the gulf coast, sometimes it's in a hospital ward of a loved one. In either case my well wishing and prayers always seems far too powerless. (The rest of this is a bit long and rambly, you might just want to skip it.)

Hopefully I'll be gone sailing for a few days.

Jan posted a link to a music video from a band called Switchfoot recently. The hook from the chorus is, "When I look at the stars I feel like myself".

That hook perfectly describes what I feel when I sleep out under the stars after a day of sailing. Looking up at the sky the noise from everything fades, the stars come into focus and I don't want to close my eyes -- it's too beautiful. I feel the chill in my nose and get a little deeper into my sleeping bag. I see satellites, shooting stars, ore boats on the horizon and sometimes the northern lights. The rocking of the boat eventually coaxes me to sleep. Life is beautiful.

I can't wait.

Marilyn Monroe unplugged.

Note to self: burn tapes made for the therapist.