Sunday, May 07, 2006

...live from New Hampshire (on a hijacked internet connection)

I was going to complain. I had plans last night for my blog to be about how I just don't connect at some of these events. Today happened though. It wasn't the breakfast of chai french toast or the fact that my presentation was over this morning (successful btw). It wasn't even how a session on water privatization re-energized my activist spirit. It was a simple box lunch on a rock by a dancing river at the base of Mount Washington in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. It was pen and paper to record my thoughts as the water danced over the cobble and a look upstream revealed the glare of gentle whitewater. It was knowing that I did have friends inside the resort but could come down here and find my center. It was having a spider race across my foot and knowing it was time to go. It was a silent chuckle to myself and knowing I'll always be me and that's an okay thing.

4 comments:

  1. I missed you this weekend.

    Very nice description of your surroundings... You'd make matty proud ;-)

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  2. What an awesome place to attend an event. I lurve the White Mountains! Much better locale than NYC or some other such metropolis. Glad you enjoyed your little piece of serenity.

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  3. i LOVE that!!! love it.

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  4. hehe;)


    I wish my job sent me to New England. But they probably know I wouldn't come back.

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