Dead Remember
When we remember, we’re holding alive within ourselves the parts that caused us pain but launched us into the orbits we currently occupy. We carry the turning points in vividness.
Listos & Vamanos
But on the shoulders of that volcano in Mexico, the time I felt least ready to do the big thing ahead, was the time I spoke it aloud the most. I said “I’m ready” more times into that Mexican alpine air than I have in twenty years.
To the End
The faltering ones – with pinched eyes and grimacing mouths – made me pick up the chant. “All the way,” I found myself repeating.