Grabbing Waves

So. Waves. Everywhere, right?

I think I am on an upswing, but not yet fully at the apex of the wave. My juice this morning was a potent combination of concord grape, basil, parsley and green bean, all grown in our yard. I almost had visions. This earth is powerful stuff and some of my favorite people are very present to me right now.

And isn't it interesting about waves? About how at the peak of one, you feel totally amazing, even though you KNOW you are going to crash, but then you also KNOW that another wave will follow and you'll get to peak again.

I think this is the notion behind the story I love so much, about how when everything is going very wrong something amazing is on it's way, and we just need to be distracted by all the crappy things so it can gather it's energy and be born.

I am thinking about this because our car is soon to be kaput, our TV is already kaput, and Lil chose a pair of pink cowboy boots for back to school instead of the super-awesome blue-star sneakers I'd picked out.

BUT: My friend sent me this link to a blog that now I love. It is of course called "Grabbing the Wave."


AND: Also I have been getting lots of hints about India, and am reading this great book about that subcontinent right now, and have you seen The Darjeeling Limited? Because that is a crazy flick, in which Anjelica Huston channels my mother. And I correctly identified my friend as a Plentimaw Fish this weekend, which is a reference to Haroun and the Sea of Stories, a book I believe to be Salman Rushdie's best.

I feel a gathering of the tribe. How bout you?