Whiskey River Take my Mind
Today was outstanding – a cool morning and the Bean and I walked around the bayou solo till we caught up with K who was waiting camera in hand to take a photo of Renny’s tail since he is doing a series for the TP on things that remind him of storms. So nice outside I came back and went for an easy run and realized this might be the last of these kind of days. Then the tub was going to be delivered which required me sitting on the front porch of the LaLa from 12 to 4 – I cleaned up inside and then hung on the porch with the Bean and felt lucky, a little guilty for having such a nice house, and just placid for a change. Did all my calls from the front steps – and on the sales call saw catfish jumping in the bayou and had to tell everyone – I laid back on the porch and contemplated a day when the house might actually be livable.
A good session with E – about where guilt comes from and some revelations about things that I have considered negative about me that maybe are not after all – thought my inabliity to take Custer’s last stand on some issues was a flaw, but perhaps not, thought I didn’t know my own mind as well as others, but instead I was right in looking for compromise – which was good to hear in a different context. I like the way E is very earnest about her compassion but then throws me a zinger – just to show me she too has an edge.
Then Pal’s to meet L and the crowd was obnoxious and then taxi to the Irish Pub and A and K came by with L and then to House of Blues to see Willie Nelson – since I had my moon shoes on with the red flames I was able to see above the crowd and all in all it was quite enjoyable. He played some of my favorites and guys in the crowd had bandanas and braids in homage. Sheriff Harry Lee got on stage and sang with him for some of it. Then L left to smoke a cig towards the end of the set and when I was ready to walk out the crowd was so thick I couldn’t make my way through and this very tall guy appeared out of nowhere and took my hand and said I’ll get you out – held my hand tight – got me through the thick of it – stopped at the door and said here you go, and then kissed me very tenderly – and I thought, hmmm, okay, and went to meet L who was being entertained by some guy akin to Larry the Cable Man, who was quite hysterical, but we pulled away and came home to Pal’s for a night cap and it seemed the same crowd was there except the bartender had changed.
A willingness to entertain new ideas and be objective about oneself – lessons for the day.
Apparently I am still not angry enough – note to self: needs work.
A missive from a reporter – J – some people surprise you with what they have to say. I told E that although I felt like I don’t deserve LaLa, I always feel remarkably blessed by the friendships I have and the people I know who love me – I have karma to overcome from my recent transgressions, but I have love so vast and strong that I feel like it suspends me during my darkest moments.