HOME AGAIN, HOME AGAIN, JIGGETY JIGG! Wrote this last week before the fires...
With a landmark college reunion last week, distracted, never hit send! In the meantime, so much tragic disruption and loss has engulfed so many in Northern California, it almost feels wrong to speak of anything else. So many harrowing stories, and so much heartbreak. My thoughts are with all those affected, with prayers for their safety and recovery. And yet, these times remind me that telling stories is part of what pulls us together as tribes and communities. Whether our
"HOW WE TREAT THE VULNERABLE IS HOW WE DEFINE OURSELVES AS A SPECIES." Russell Brand
So what am I thinking? Been ruminating on being invisible, unseen, dismissed. Why? A miserable summer cold lead to bronchitis and severe laryngitis and I found myself totally mute for 8 days. No problem, I thought. Made a sign, "Severe laryngitis," carried a clipboard with pen, and figured I'd use whatever hand gestures to help me communicate. But being sick, impaired (gratefully, only temporarily) - an eye opening experience! Now, understand, I've gotten used to the i