Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Tuesday Mar. 14, 2006 - Year 3, Day 358 – counting down
-10 C/14F, light breeze, overcast; Gusta & skid/walked around the lagoon ..so quiet
while it remains the blank, the empty page an empty place; blank page invites emotion & stories & revelation
this morning I meet with my committee colleagues one last time before the big event; everyone busy, many little tasks nearly completed; intellectually I know 4 days remain between now & Saturday’s goal but it feels more like distance than time
juggle of daily practice, nuances of client needs, quirky things of the day turning each time the phone rings or the an email arrives – these things bring joy most times, but when ‘over’ meets ‘load’, otherwise joyful moments become ‘one more thing to do’
Saturday, just around the corner, a year of work culminating in a 5 hour event where the collected year’s work of an incredible team goes on display . . then, it is over in a heartbeat
we’ll all revel in it for a moment or for an hour . .
exhaustion is not an emotion, but I feel it; frustration is not a place, but I am living there
thoughts of Sunday invade my mind
Mark
while it remains the blank, the empty page an empty place; blank page invites emotion & stories & revelation
this morning I meet with my committee colleagues one last time before the big event; everyone busy, many little tasks nearly completed; intellectually I know 4 days remain between now & Saturday’s goal but it feels more like distance than time
juggle of daily practice, nuances of client needs, quirky things of the day turning each time the phone rings or the an email arrives – these things bring joy most times, but when ‘over’ meets ‘load’, otherwise joyful moments become ‘one more thing to do’
Saturday, just around the corner, a year of work culminating in a 5 hour event where the collected year’s work of an incredible team goes on display . . then, it is over in a heartbeat
we’ll all revel in it for a moment or for an hour . .
exhaustion is not an emotion, but I feel it; frustration is not a place, but I am living there
thoughts of Sunday invade my mind
Mark
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