one year

lately i haven’t been one for waxing poetic – for writing or speaking in carefully selected words – and i won’t fake it tonight. faking that always seems to end badly for me…and boringly for you.
last night i had a dream about the 12 people i floated down the grand canyon with. but instead of running rivers, we were climbing a mountain in the dead of winter. everyone had forgotten things…we were in the snow telling what we needed and what we had extras of…and then sharing them.
it’s not odd for these people to appear in my dreams. if you know me you know what an immense effect they’ve had on my life. it’s not odd for me to have dreams of rafting rivers. it IS the first time, however, that i’ve had a dream about the entire group together – no extras, none missing. and it’s certainly interesting that we were climbing a mountain rather than rafting a river.
tonight one of these beautiful humans texted me: “Happy Anniversary, sweetheart. We put in at Lee’s Ferry one year ago today.”
well…i guess that explains the timing of such a dream.
so much has changed this year. wow.


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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
-Kahlil Gibran

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