I’ll taste every moment And live it out loud I know this is the time, This is the time to be More than a name Or a face in the crowd I know this is the time This is the time of my life Time of my life More than a name Or a face in the crowd This is the time This is the time of my life This is the time of my life
i really hope i can live up to my ideals. i hope i am true to my self. things change so rapidly these days. i am hoping i stay grounded and can have a good laugh now and again. i am sure i seem worried, and part of me probably is. truth be told though, i just don't know what comes next. sometimes faith is so easy to talk about and even to imagine, but actually having it is a completely different story.
it's been a really glorious week away from my normal work life. i am feeling tired and energized, inspired and a bit crispy on the edges. i am excited and a bit scared. all i can say is i must be living. and indeed that is a miracle every day.
this post is dedicated to my sisters and brothers in the blogosphere. there are a few salty characters out there who make my journey so much more savory. each time i visit their blogs, i am wealthier. each time i receive a visit from one of them, i smile from inside.
the strange thing about these online connections that have been forged over the last year and a half, is that the relationships are not validated with a handshake and an iris-to-iris contact, but merely some thoughts and some words. i read their dailies and get to witness joy, wonder, struggle, pain, worry, inquiry, and solution without buying a ticket or scraping my own knee.
and i am offered comfort, support, consolation, and criticism sometimes with agenda, but mostly without. it's an important circle of sistahs that i have in my blogroll. please visit each and every one. i hope they make you smile even one fourth as much as they do me.
thank you, thank you, thank you for warming my hearth, for hearing me out, for tending my wounds, for keeping me right-sized, and helping me feel better. thank you.
yes, it's here... gay pride weekend 2008 in denver is here. i am not necessarily prepared, but i will participate none-the-less. and i'm happy to do so. i cannot say how it will all play out. a friend is back from california for the weekend, but i have a full calendar and many not get to see him. i am working our booth at the festival both days, but thankfully it is only 3 hours per day. pride is traditionally a very very hot hot weekend- temperature wise. last year, i had tried to create a safe sober space for people in recovery to hang, as triggers can be a challenge at such events. i hope someone picks up that gauntlet this year.
everyone makes it out this weekend at some point. and i think it is good for the soul to become part of this pridefest mulligatawny for awhile. it's right-sizing in a way. there are so many of us in so many sizes and flavors. i forget this sometimes.
i have already done a pride post this month, however, gay pride represents something bigger for me than one post. there is much to celebrate locally, but on the national scene there is much more. i am quietly ecstatic that marriage for our culture is moving into the mainstream if only in one state. young gay men and women will now have a partnership ideal to move towards that can expand their ideas of what is possible in this life.
love certainly won't be easier, but the baggage we bring to it will perhaps be lessened. and perhaps this is a leveller of the playing field that queer folks have fought in so fervently since stonewall, and quietly dared to dream for with baited breath while loving secretly in the shadows for centuries.
i'm not prepared to marry today, this weekend, or even this year, but i definitely am happy that there is now 1 less thing gay men and women have to battle in their struggles with self esteem in our culture. life is challenging enough without running into inequality and disdain at so many turns.
now, hopefully, forever may have just been given a deeper, richer, more fortified meaning for our rainbow clan. forever can mean...forever and ever... amen.
so the fun today is to simultaneously play the video and the tune as you read the third verse of "the boys of summer" by dylan thomas. it's contrived, but i think it's fun too. the vid can be played twice 'cuz the song lasts longer. it helps me in remembering that summer is just around the corner. that's when fun in the sun takes on a new meaning. and a very big "hats off" to gay telaviv for the video.
I see the boys of summer by Dylan Thomas
I see you boys of summer in your ruin. Man in his maggot's barren. And boys are full and foreign in the pouch. I am the man your father was. We are the sons of flint and pitch. O see the poles are kissing as they cross.
