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pud
climber
Sportbikeville & Yucca brevifolia
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May 29, 2018 - 08:24pm PT
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I don't know but, it sounds like a Blitzo quote...
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ECF
Big Wall climber
Ridgway CO
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May 29, 2018 - 10:50pm PT
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Yes Kath, I was El Cap Fool. (The fool of Tarot follows his heart, not his head)
I make electric guitars, and met you when Mark was soloing Tribal Rite.
You were missed at the memorial.
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Lynne Leichtfuss
Trad climber
Will know soon
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Topic Author's Reply - May 30, 2018 - 03:33pm PT
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BITD, I used to get scolded on the Taco for thread drift and rightly so. But at times it's good to drift, imho.
So with fiesta's on the calendar, and getting back to the topic, this cool poem by Emily Dickinson walked into my day. Hope....you enjoy....Hope.
"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
and on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb from me.
I enjoy some of the old poets and writers. They really know and make use of the English language.
My spin on this poem and the topic here is that there is always hope if we keep our hearts and minds open. (Well I would actually pray too, but I understand that's not part of some people's game plan and no problem there.)
But like I said earlier we don't know where our winding life path leads. It just might lead to recognizing the existence of someone whose life has caused tremendous pain; or perhaps a small measure of reconciliation, forgiveness. Or perhaps just acknowledging that we agree to disagree, allowing us to give the occasional smile or thumbs up, or once in a while tolerate a gathering for the next generation. (Believe it or not they need us.)
Or Not.
Who knows, but for those that want it, there is always Hope.
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nah000
climber
now/here
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May 31, 2018 - 12:51am PT
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this has been a [mostly] really beautiful thread...
thanks all [especially to the o.p. LL].
Just how do we "lose track" of family and-or friends?
my experience tells me we don't "lose track" so much as we still carry people in our hearts that we must respect are on different paths.
even if it is we/i who are/am on the different path...
love... all.
until we meet again... :)
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