Congregation of Conjugals

Composing / conducting in my head. I’m not so much creating my life as conducting it. It’s more like free form jazz: wandering off in different directions, often swerving back to where I was before (perhaps where I am / who I am deep within myself). I’m not always convinced there is such a central/core place or person. But I’ve come not to worry about it. I’ve found enough of myself and figured out how it works, how it all meshes together, how to get it to do what I tell it (myself) to do, to believe that I can always get by, howsoever it may happen.

I find myself appreciating more and more these days the love, respect, and acceptance my family offers and provides. Trying to pass this along to those dear to me. To repeat one of my fave lines of late: “There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.” - Edith Wharton

Non Sequitors

My e-mail & LJ continue feeling me snippets (6-8 daily) of previously (WAY previously) posted comments to posts, replies to comments, and responses to replies. And I want to respond and feel slightly guilty 'cause folks'll wonder why I didn't or think I didn't care or something else equally silly, but responses now come outta the blue (and in some cases into the black). And for those folks w/many many more verbose people on their flists, I feel great sympathy for their overloaded mailboxi.

Am awake. Barely functioning. My To-Do list before leaving 'round 11am is short. 'Cept I think there may be things I've forgotten/overlooked. Not that it matters muchly. I'm not heading out for an extended stay in Siberia (or Iceland, where the Elves can satisfy my needs, wants, desires). There're stores and things up yonder. I do like having options, but I am also prone to pack too much. One Dear Friend has said that she can count on me if she needed an emergency tracheotomy (or whatEVER) 'cause I'm usually prepared. Now I'm focussed more on being internally prepared to deal w/whatever comes up w/out necessarily having the physical equipment to back it up. Or so I claim at least partially as an excuse for not dragging along so much sh!t whereever I go.

Will be mostly off-line (entirely unless I make it to the library, which isn't likely) 'til my return on Monday. Wishing well to all and sundry!