More Inner Journey, and Some Sock Talk

"When we long for life without difficulties, remind us that oaks grow strong in contrary winds and diamonds are made under pressure."-Peter Marshall

Yup, still doing the soul searching. It is funny this looking inside oneself. For the most part I am liking what I see.  I am proud of where I am and what I have accomplished in the last five years. I have won a few battles and lost a few battles, but the war ain’t over yet.

We all have people in our life that enter and exit, but never really leave. They are no less important to us for their brief encounters in our lives. In fact they may very well be the ones who have the most profound effects on our being. They are the ones who show up when you least expect them. Their moments are not always long (or pleasant) but are certainly never meaningless. They may even be the ones you seek out when you want the gut wrenching truth. No matter how hard it is to swallow, you know they will hold up that mirror and make you acknowledge what you see. I am blessed to have this. In the past few weeks I have been touched by three of these people who matter, each in their own way have helped in my journey, becoming an integral part of my processing. It feels good.


Sure I have made my share of mistakes, and will probably continue to do so while I stumble on down this crazy path. I am thinking of taking up knitting a sock for the journey. I just need a simple recipe and the where withal to cast the bugger on. I am going to take a page out of jackie’s book and dye me own yarns I have some crazy pink lemieux wool from the good old days that might make a lovely overdying experiment…
If I don’t screw up the first one too badly I may even make the second one. Don’t hold your breath though, I am not big on committing to a matched pair of anything.



But first I really must read a crapload of European history for my final on Monday.
And then it is on to ancient Greece for Wednesday.

I suspect sleep will elude me yet again…. Aah those crazy Brits, not to mention good old King Louis (and there were a couple of those to deal with…)