I realized this morning how I have been "running" for a year on a schedule other than my own. Treatment ended and I seem to "fall into" one thing after another, all good things, but this year is beginning with a chance for me to again set my own pace. I am taking the ferry into the city today to meet a friend for breakfast and a visit to MOMA. I can't remember the last time I was on the ferry, an expedition I love. It should be a cold and invigorating ride and I am excited about it.
I am also excited to feel a shift in myself and in the book. I think I "got" yesterday that what Jane and I are trying to do by intertwining three diverse pieces of writing, is to show and unite mind, body, and soul. I see the blog as the body of the work, the reflections, as the mind, and the poems as the soul. May it now slide easily together. It has been an illusive at times, and intriguing puzzle. I am also beginning to get some distance from it, and not feel it so painfully when I read of this last year and what it has given and at what cost.
It has also been challenging to go back through the blog, and read just how bad Bush has been. I think I have to let myself forget at times, but I was pounding the blog with it for awhile, and now, I am trying to stay aware and know that you know and we need to absorb and live.
A beautiful Friday to All!