Woke today and realized via Facebook that this would have been our friend Dylan’s 23rd birthday. Dylan was a very close friend of ours.. he was a snowboarding buddy of Sam’s.. then a close friend and mentor to Gabe after Sam died. Dylan died 5 years ago.. He was an organ donor.. He helped save four peoples lives.
Dylan was an artist, athlete and very good friend. .. He was always up to a challenge whether it was a step terrain park or a crazy stunt . . I remember watching him snort a bunch of wasabi up his nose on a dare (from me) .. We all still think about that boy all the time. ..
Managed to find 30 min today to go for a run.. Ran down Duxbury road, across the bridge we camped on and then ran back on the railroad tracks back to the house.. only about 3 miles.. but it brought back a huge amount of memories.. As I ran along the tracks, I had to pay close attention to avoid tripping on the railroad ties.. It was very medititative. As I ran,i kept finding railroad spikes and other odd iron bits. It really took m e back to the days that I’d walk the three boys ALONG THE TRACKS AND WE’D PICK UP EVERY STRAY BIT OF METAL WE COULD FIND. SOMETIMES WE WERE ON THE WAY TO GET ICE CREAM AT THE JONESVILLE STORE, SOMETIMES WE WERE ON OUR WAY TO THE ROPE SWING OVER THE WINOOSKI (caps were accidental. but nice) ..
sometimes we were just out for mischief.. .. like putting coins on the tracks to wait until they were flattened by a train..
running there was such a nice trip back … that I picked up some metal scraps just to hold on to the moment
Woke to snow..a reminder that its only barely spring
omg intense day at work.. doing my best to adjust to my new role.
Did manage 30 min free to get the dogs out or a run in the snow.. nice to be outside.
I was surprised when it was already 6PM and time for yoga.. After yoga we all came in for soup as is our custom.. Tonight Beth was here and lead a really fun collage exercise she calls ‘soul collage’ .. it’s basically like going back to elementary school and cutting out pictures and pasting them on cardboard.. but more thought involved. Its something she does as a spiritual/learning exercise for groups.. everyone sits around and talks and cuts out images from the huge piles of magazines and books that Beth collects. You then arrange the pictures to make collages that tell some sort of story..
here’s one I made of the Dali Lama contemplating his daily llamas
then everyone describes what they were thinking as they composed their collages
For no sane reason, Diane and I decided to do something different last night.. Around 10pm last night, after that very interesting and relaxing music session at Lotus Lodge, we went and camped out on the new long trail bridge over the winks river.. We drove down to the bridge.. walked half way across and put down ou sleeping pads and sleeping bags and went to sleep.. at least we tried. it was in the high 30’s and blowing 15mph winds.. we fell asleep looking at the beautiful stars.. it was cold and windy hanging out over the middle of the river.. and noisy too. The sound of the river and of the nearby highway.. and the definite unsoftness of the bridge made it not the most comfy place to sleep.. but it sure was fun !.. Around 4:30 this morning we both realized that the other was awake.. and we decided we’d ‘succeeded’.. so we packed up in the cold and drove home for another couple f hours of sleep..
