following my bliss
my arms outstretched in the tingling
Process of transformation,
and soon tough legs,
With folded feet,
trail in the sounding vacuum
:: All about me ::
Date of Birth:October 03, 1977
... but I practice LNT ha!
to relish their work,
knowing that scaling the mountain
is what makes the view from the top
so exhilarating. (D. Waitley)
01/01/2003 - 02/01/2003 02/01/2003 - 03/01/2003 03/01/2003 - 04/01/2003 04/01/2003 - 05/01/2003 05/01/2003 - 06/01/2003 06/01/2003 - 07/01/2003 07/01/2003 - 08/01/2003 09/01/2003 - 10/01/2003 10/01/2003 - 11/01/2003 01/01/2004 - 02/01/2004 09/01/2004 - 10/01/2004 10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004 11/01/2004 - 12/01/2004 01/01/2005 - 02/01/2005 02/01/2005 - 03/01/2005 04/01/2005 - 05/01/2005 05/01/2005 - 06/01/2005 06/01/2005 - 07/01/2005 07/01/2005 - 08/01/2005 03/01/2006 - 04/01/2006
The gang kept telling me that it's the sweeper's job to really look out and take care of the weakest climber. But special mention has to really go to Aldrin and Aids (who was not even the sweeper but kept Aldrin and me company just the same). Because of them, I didn't lose heart in becoming a climber. It WAS their task to wait for me and see me reach the campsite, but they didn't have to be so patient, or kind, or generous with their support, or funny, or conversational, or understanding, or encouraging.
I was a stranger to them, and not even a friend yet. But they treated me as one. I would always be grateful for that.
Of course, to Jah, Butch, Daddy A, Jojo, Jiji, Rodel, Aldrin, Adrian, Val and Jeyps (dunno the spelling of his name), am real happy to have climbed with you.
by ~me~ at 1:59 AM ©