Sunday, September 25, 2011

Traveling

I apologize for the length of time I've taken to post another entry.  As the title implies, I have been traveling--but certainly not for the length of time I've not posted.  As many people are, I am afflicted by procrastination, and I have also been frightfully busy.  I'm participating in a local community theatre production, too.

But enough excuses.  Without completely blowing my secret identity, I can tell you that I live in Texas--the one area of Texas, to my mind, that is an oasis of New Age liberality.  Be that as it may, it's still been hotter than Hell around here, and I really enjoyed driving up to Michigan earlier in the month to visit my parents and meet up with old friends.  Traveling for me--especially when I get to make a long drive of it--is very spiritual and contemplative.  I love listening to music and singing as I drive, and it puts me in touch with who I've been, who I am, and who I am becoming.  And I don't mean the music one usually associates with spirituality--be it traditional Christian hymns or New Age contemplative instrumentals or chants--not that there's anything wrong with either of those.  For this incarnation, at least, I can truly say I was born of rock and roll--my parents were of that first generation who thrilled to Chuck Berry, Little Richard, and Elvis.  I grew up with that music, and learned to love it.  Having recently purchased a used car that nevertheless came with a trial of satellite radio, I was able to rove about the decades of music as I drove--they have channels for the 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s, as well as more contemporary stations.  Every era I visited had its own associations and memories--I may have been born of rock and roll, but I came of age during the 80s, and will always be an 80s girl at heart.  The man I love is a few years older than me, and I tend to dream of him with the music of the 60s and 70s.

One of the things I did in Michigan, too, was attend my 30-year class reunion.  It is so lovely how we become so much kinder and gentler with each other as we mature!  People you didn't know very well when you were actually in school turn up to have common interests with you now, and stimulating, meaningful conversation ensues.  I returned to Texas in a state of bliss, that will hopefully carry me through until it cools down for the winter...

Peace and blessings,

Marie