Nancy, Lynne, Donna, Juneaux --- Hey fellow journeywomen! Let me tell you a couple of things that have happened to me along the road.
I attended a small gathering of friends on Saturday night, and there was a gentleman there who was a stranger to me; we introduced ourselves and established our mutual connections to the group, then sat down, as is the usual practice with this group, for an hour of meditation together, followed by a congenial potluck meal. Now my hearing is not what it once was, and being at a table full of people all chattering away causes me to just space out, since I cannot distinguish voices. However I find that my ear is finely tuned to the Brokeback Mountain frequency, and I caught a thread of conversation about the movie going on at one end of the table. And I caught it good, and ended up in an intense, heart-to-heart sharing with this new person, of our mutual feelings and experiences with this film. The first time in all these weeks I've had that happen, to find a "soul-mate" (he said the word first) who could understand the depth of this work and the HUGE effect it seems to be having all over the world. WOW! I was, needless to say, quite overcome. We parted with a big hug. And he was beautiful: 60-ish, gay, and black. What more could I ask for?
So I came home, got on-line immediately and signed up with NetFlix and added all sorts of films that I want to see, all of Ang Lee's work, movies with Jake and Heath (I'd never seen either one of them before BBM), and Angels in America, and My Own Private Idaho, and the 5th season of Six Feet Under (I'm so craving to see David and Keith again). And etc. etc. Just rambling on in my excitement and good fortune. Maybe this should be in a blog, but I haven't gotten around to that yet. Enuf for now, and the best to you all . . . Iris