It was very cool to see the first of the images from the The Phoenix Mars Lander.
Well the day was a fun filled day of cleaning up the mess that I have made of my house while I was getting ready for B&B. I packed up my tumblers and a few odds and ends and cleaned like a mad woman. This is the kind of clean that I love; I move bookshelves from walls and get behind everything. I did all of the laundry and all I have left to do is pack my clothes that takes about 15 minutes. I am the kind of person that starts thinking about what I want to take a long time in advance and have it all laid out in my head. So all I really have to do is just grab it out of the closet and stuff it all in my luggage.
I am so ready to see all of the people that I enjoy so much and only get to see a few times a year. This is the one week where all of us meet and we get to catch up and have good food, a few drinks and get all caught up. I cannot wait to hang with Andrea & Whit, Cris & Paul, Stacey, Karen, Susan, Jill, Kathy & LisaNivenKelly (it really is just one word). I cannot wait to see everyone and see all of the work and all of the stuff and get caught up.
I cannot even express how ready I am for this drive. I just want to have the singular task of watching the horizon expand and pass me.
I get to listen to my tunes and my thoughts and just consider it all, everything. As much as everything changes, I have realized that everything truly is a cycle. It was just this time last year that I found myself in exactly the same place as I am now in so many ways. It’s not just the drive that was before me but I was also in the same cycle personally. I found that realization an amazing thing. Last year I had the opportunity to see, to act, to learn and grow but I did not take that chance. I guess I was not ready for it. I believe that I am now. I find that there is a clarity available to me in driving, the shear simplicity (and complexity) of the task lets me delve deeper and find a greater meaning in so many things. I have been waiting for this trip for weeks and welcome the rhythm that it offers.I have been reading more of Pablo Neruda, the words that he wrote are so powerful, sensuous and at times even wrenching and always so beautiful.
Here is one that I found very powerful:
XVII (I do not love you…)
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

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