Sunday, August 26, 2007


It's rainy and thundery in Wayne County today--very lovely. Someone said it was from Hurricane Dean, the last hurrah trying to stir something up. Thanks, Dean. The smell of dampened sage is filling my nostrils and sending me in paroxysms of delight at the familiar, much-loved scent. Have I mentioned before that this is home, and always will be for me, no matter what other changes I experience?

Yesterday, as I ferried about a visitor to this place, I was struck again by how much I love it here, and how tight the community is, and how many different little microcosms of community there are here, and how diverse this area really is, which few would believe on first glance. For a county of about 2500 people, and then in a town of about 150 (Torrey), there are communities upon communities, blending and merging and never mixing and shifting and reshaping as the years and the people all go on, stay, leave, and change. I was reminded of how many people here I know, and how many I truly care for, and how supporting this place can be to those of us displaced, either by choice or suddenly.

I am not feeling particularly verbose today, nor eloquent. I want to go out and take a walk in the rain, and smell the wet sage, and look across the immense, sky-darkened landscape, and simply feel my way into the next step of my journey.


Dan Cullinane said...

thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you for this posting. it is exactly precisely what i need to do as well, sans sage and rocks, but yes, anyway...YES!

Julie K. Trevelyan said...

Huh. Well, cool! Glad I could help. Amazing how we are all so connected, sometimes, on such levels...

My time out yesterday did help me discover more clarity and peace, by the way. Hope yours did same for you.