Today is my birthday. 35. Half-way to 70. I’m getting that tattoo I told you about, of a stinging nettle.
We leave New Orleans in 6 days, and packing is mostly done. We are now to the moving sale and deep cleaning stage. While going through my drawers I re-discovered this traditional Inuit poem/song, which has come through to me in my life several times. It is one of the most beautiful things I have ever read.
I think over and over again my small adventures
those small ones that seemed so big.
For all the vital things
I had to get and to reach.
And yet there is only one great thing
the only thing.
To live to see the great day that dawns
And the light that fills the world.