TRAVEL DIARY

A weblog regularly updated by Jodi Rose.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

6:59 PM
Posted by jodi rose

A friend has to find a 'responsible adult' to accompany her home from an operation next week - oh dear, good luck I said, when she asked me. Of course, I will - but you know a six-year-old fixed me with a penetrating stare and asked me the other day:
"are you a kid?"
hmmm. well the jury's still out on that one I think.
Went to visit Julaine this afternoon, she's the most grounded person I've every known. Something like a guru in friend form. We talk about all kinds of esoteric and other things; I was telling her my moment of clarity about finally feeling that I have nothing to prove. To anyone.
about anything. And she looked at me for a minute and said; 'Well you know that is one of the four of those things... what are they called?" "Pillars of wisdom?" I asked. "Maybe, them. Anyway, one of them is 'to your own self be true. The other is not to take anything personally - compliment or criticism, and I can't remember the rest. But they work for me." She was the person who said to me in a dream once:
"Life is a dance between you and the rest of the universe. Just keep dancing!"
Someone else reminded me recently: "There are no rules"
and you know what; I have no idea what's come over me this last year but for some reason I've been trying to be more 'normal'. balanced, sane maybe - but whatever 'normal' is, I'm not doing it anymore.
I'm not even going to TRY and pretend to be normal. You either get it, or you don't. That's the beauty of embracing eccentricity early in life.
There's a Grace Slick song I love, from my mum's copy of 'Dreams', which says 'If the people don't seem to like it, that's ok, let 'em go. Someday they'll sing a song of their own." That's where I'm at right now. I've heard the bridges singing, and you know what? They're calling me back. This moment of respite and ordinary life is almost over. Those bridges have got some more to say, and for some reason, I'm their chosen conduit. Oh yeah, there's nothing normal going on here baby. Let's face it, as Andrew said in the thermal baths in Slovakia almost exactly a year ago now (mmm hot baths cold snow): You're not living a normal life, Jodi. Oh - really? That's ok.

smoke from the bushfires is making the city lights hazy, the rain is still hot, and wild electrical storm purple lightning dancing across the sky.