Friday, June 06, 2003

A BLANKET TO WRAP YOURSELF UP IN

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my mom and i went to see winged migration tonight. i can't wait until this wins an academy award next year. (smile). yeah, i'm calling it early. so we went, and friends dan, heather, and justin were there too. we sat in a row of rapt silence. a flock of friends. we migrated home afterwards (homosapiens: 12 block migration every friday night) and tossed out our favorite parts, our favorite birds, the best feathers, the best this the best that.

the movie was tragic as well. oil spills, bulldozers, plaid wearing hunters and the dogs that love them.

justin said with a sigh, "birds are so fragile."

afterwards my mom and i flew over to pete's southside and one thing lead to another and our conversation got quite heavy. me saying, i wish i was stronger... i wish i could handle things easily like everyone else. she shook her head... other people don't handle things easily! she said. she might be right.

walking back i realized we are just like those birds. tough, yes. resilent, yes. highly habitual, yes. and very very fragile. maybe there is something about honoring the fragile.

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