(this was written a couple of weeks ago)
when thoughts enter my brain that seem too weird for me to conjure up... i usually pursue them to find out where they'll lead. sometimes the path dead ends... but not usually. at other times it takes a sharp turn at some point, heading me in a direction i was totally unprepared for... and sometimes onto paths i was hesitant to take. sometimes it turns out to be a shortcut. other times... i realize it was the "expert" trail. but usually it all starts with the same question.
"okay G*D, what's that supposed to mean?"
so... hear i sit... now several days out from my run of origin... on some path leading to who knows where. yesterday it led me into some tar pits. big black stinky ones.
to be honest... the journey is too complex and too personal to explain... but it dropped me at the doorstep of jeremiah where i'll be spending the next few days. jeremiah's a book of twisted story-lines and powerful images.
who know what sort of cancer treatment i'll encounter there.
thought i'd try another run this morning. on my way there, i encountered a little 5k they do at the university close by. passing runner after runner... i was caught off guard by the amount of emotional volcanic activity inside. then... my eyes fell on joe lerczak. he's a friend who's been beating his cancer & running pretty much through his entire treatment. an inspiration to be sure.
needless to say... i lost it... and was thankful to be in the privacy of my car.
not sure what all this means. i guess it's just another entry in a life being healed & refined & re-imagined.
even though my own run was short... it went better than earlier this week.
as a good friend always reminds me... "baby steps"
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