so many friends in motion, farewell to two this week.
how someone can leave a mark in no time ;
how time leaves no marks.
it all rolls in pairs.
__Tammy gives me my first coach piece (shoes!) :
__Charlie shows me videos of what it means to be a coach. we watch the baseball game monday night. i never just watch baseball, and it was rad. such awesome footage of the detroit tigers retiring coach sparky's number 11 on sunday nite. took them to the world series in 84 (yup).
__and lo, Jianna invites me to the game the next night. seat 13. home run. love the dbacks, all the way back to our own series.
always seeing double, wish i could remember to use both eyes.
still wishing for a third.
my my , my coaches , my best friends
t h a n k y o u
the best memories always the most recent
not a moment wasted
Thursday, June 30
Thursday, June 16
what it is
One
running to keep up.
airplane ceilings give way under pressure. one by one they land over my head on the night the train blows into town. daybreak, jet set, i'm off !! the coincidences continue to stack, day by day, April reminds me, no surprises.
Two
see it / be it
May rolled in so chill, the loveliest of cool spring days, so graciously, forgivingly late after a series of jarring seasonal transitions. windy windy windy.
Serious Winds of Change.
Act III in this story that continues unwritten
/all things in time
a long overdue Soul Cleanse : bittersweet Memorial .
6/5/11: the numbers fell into place (of course) and i felt closer to knowing.
space to appreciate at the museum. so rich and radiant, that saffron sea. excited bewilderment and unnerving security in the dark & illuminating reflections of infinite space. i’d like to take you there sometime (we’re already there together).
Synchronous words in overlapping conversations, landing on green Together. Unity in divergent trajectories; it never ceases to amaze me.
winning the raffle
making space
finding the patience not to worry
planting love
knowing happiness in honesty
keeping my eyes open to inspiration
believing .
running to keep up.
airplane ceilings give way under pressure. one by one they land over my head on the night the train blows into town. daybreak, jet set, i'm off !! the coincidences continue to stack, day by day, April reminds me, no surprises.
Two
see it / be it
May rolled in so chill, the loveliest of cool spring days, so graciously, forgivingly late after a series of jarring seasonal transitions. windy windy windy.
Serious Winds of Change.
Act III in this story that continues unwritten
/all things in time
a long overdue Soul Cleanse : bittersweet Memorial .
6/5/11: the numbers fell into place (of course) and i felt closer to knowing.
space to appreciate at the museum. so rich and radiant, that saffron sea. excited bewilderment and unnerving security in the dark & illuminating reflections of infinite space. i’d like to take you there sometime (we’re already there together).
Synchronous words in overlapping conversations, landing on green Together. Unity in divergent trajectories; it never ceases to amaze me.
winning the raffle
making space
finding the patience not to worry
planting love
knowing happiness in honesty
keeping my eyes open to inspiration
believing .
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