Dying to be reborn
KATHERINE MANSFIELD: Whenever I prepare for a journey I prepare as though for death. Should I never return, all is in order.
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KATHERINE MANSFIELD: Whenever I prepare for a journey I prepare as though for death. Should I never return, all is in order.
Woke this morning to the wonderful pouring down rain and lingered in bed to enjoy a sleepy start to Sunday. I’m leaving tomorrow for five weeks in Eastern Europe and I know that pretty soon, it will seem like that time passed in the blink of an eye. Oh if there were world enough and time.
Got my haircut after waiting too long and again have to say Scott @ Jupiter is fantastic! Gee my hair looks terrific.
I’ve had people comment on my dancing before – one big black man I was dancing with at 2 in the morning in Curacao said I dance like a country girl, my brother told me one time that I have no rhythm, and of course, there are always the comments, that I’m wild. My favorite comment was when a co-worker started her own company and I was buying one of her products online, she package…
When I heard that Russert had collapsed in the newsroom, I had a sympathy with him that runs deep. I’m passionate about my job and love what I do, but when your lower back is stiff from sitting at a desk too long, when your ophthalmologist almost falls on the floor when you say you stare at a computer screen 10 hours a day, and when you find yourself anxious about not working – hey,…
Croatia won – the only reason we know this in this house is Fatma text us and people congratulated T. Who knew? Meanwhile, Poland lost – how did I know, S told me and said he had heard the same way. Sports – you’ve all seen the Sports Encyclopedia of Jewish Athletes – right? – It’s filled with blank pages.
Standing on the corner by Cafe Brazil listening to the youngsters play I’ll Fly Away and I questioned the leaving and staying – leaving let’s you come back with a different perspective – staying means you don’t miss even the rustle of the leaves that are so familiar. Embrace new things.
We went to Snug Harbor last night to see Bryan Lynch and he and the other musicians (Donald Harrison) were fabulous!! We kept calling him a Cuban trumpeter but he’s from Illinois, but he plays a lot of Latin jazz. The tempo was so upbeat that I got up and danced (rare in a jazz club). While we were listening, I was reminded of Eudora Welty’s short story, Powerhouse, where Welty was so inspired by…
Ask me if I will miss ten hours in front of my computer while I’m swimming in the Adriatic every day.
Yoga was about flying – and the land of the free that exists within. It also helped my back immensely since I have been perched at my desk in a tight little ball. Expansiveness is a mental trip that manifests in the physical. Now to be mindful and remember this as I fold in upon myself for the next few hours.