07 March 2007
I never wanted to stand still so much as right now. I want this part to be over but I know that once it is, we will be gone. I dream of a fast forward button for my own life (doesn't everyone?) but I know that would be the most tragic sort of mistake. to not feel it, not walk through it-- this is what softens the edges of who we are.
sunday was a good day: a big party where the love was overflowing and the important people of our lives came out to dip strawberries in a big chocolate fountain and hug us and say goodbye. thank you, family. thank you, thank you, thank you.
monday was a bad day: not really anything I want to talk about but there was an hour at the end of the day where I sat in the dark and made this. which is funny because I am craving stillness. even in my deep need to be still, I find extraordinary peace in movement.