it was a shock to hear of vicky's 'passing' unreal - amazing-
yes she seemed at peace when i saw her july 4, and she and i had a
very good phone call before i left. she was so encouraging of my going
to africa- she thought it was absolutely the right thing for me to do. i
did want to return and be with everyone there for my own sake too- but
being here honors her too- i know she'd see it that way- it was a weird
sunday already for me, then i got the news on e-mail about vicky. 15 minutes
later as i was slowly sort of stunned walking home, i got a phone text that one of our tanzanian translaters, not yet
30 yrs old, got killed in a road accident- it's amazing, life- deaths
like this put the whole thing in a different perspective- nothing seems
as real or concrete= not the dusty road i was walking on, the trees, or
the sunlight- everything is in a haze of suspended belief or
awareness of other realities- i mean of where are they now? aware of
some other dimension where i think they are, that's also here i think, amidst
us. and amidst all of this that seems so real. like the lyrics of that song i
wrote first thing on my blog- 'that gravity, is not the only, force at
work, in this world...'
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