Well, I’m going to apologize here and now for my truly crazy ranting about George Bush earlier on this spring when I was still quite mixed up. I still do not support Bush’s politics, but I support the President at any rate. I think Letterman, The Daily Show and SNL have the right idea…to laugh at politics is good for me. But I admire public dissent from bands and radio personalities who disagree with this administrations policies too. I’m trying to educate myself a little more on politics and how they run in the U.S. anyway. I think a lot of other nations are far more knowledgable on American history and gov’t than Americans themselves. I’m growing up at the same time that tragedy and hardship is haunting me. I want to be active in this someday. But to start learning properly I must get well first. I’ll learn a little now as best I can…
Today was the best of days and the worst of days. The worst only meaning I was a sourpuss and cranky in the early afternoon. So I cried into my ice cream and watched part of a baseball game, and then I was fine. The best part of the day was the late afternoon and evening when I played my opera CDs borrowed from Fr. Charles (thank you!) and got my room the way I want it (now to throw away extra stuff). We had a nice pasta and salad dinner with family around the dining room table. Something which I’d been sorely missing. Then off to my room for the night where I finished straightening up, read, wrote and watched Electron Blue. My passion for music will never die. Thanks Michael, Mike and Peter!
Now the fan is on and gently wafting the sheer white curtains. This is a sacred place to be.
“Teacher” can mean so much and it does.
Teach me so much.
I need to know.
I need the scraps of knowledge.
Like a tiny bird.
Wherever I am.
Wherever you are.
I’ll teach you too, by example.
By being myself. By falling and flailing.
How can I thank you all
In this one lifetime?
By living with ardor.