the wisdom of others

well, today i let some other people teach me. and at the end of the day (9:06pm), i'm in a good mood. clint says he loves me when i'm in a good mood. we just went on a walk. clint is teaching me a man's way of interacting. or at least his. he says he doesn't need to talk to reinforce or manipulate :) our emotional bond. he says it's relaxing to him just to hear the birds. technically speaking, i like that, too. but i tell him that it's relaxing to me to talk. so he tries not to be annoyed with what i say and my questions. and i try not to be annoyed when he doesn't speak. we strike a happy medium. walking down our street (as i was talking about people clint doesn't know and how they bird-watch), clint said "look at that." he was pointing out our new neighbors. "they're a bunch of women." "you sound like some grisly guy who doesn't like women." "no, i was just laying it out on the bed." "you better not." :) i was happy. i like women. i like men, too. even when they don't talk. but it's nice to know there will be women.

today in yoga terri taught. she knows she is in substitute rank to liz, who is in kansas city. but terri also has good things to say. she says none of us are heroes. there goes my last post. she says breathing is the most important thing we do all day. she took us through a relaxation where we went to the arctic. i tried not to think about global warming. she told us we were hearing the polar bear babies chasing after their mothers. i tried not to think about whether or not that made me want a baby. she took us on a journey in our minds, which are a powerful thing. i tried to let that sink in so i wouldn't want to get on a plane. the us air industry spent $60 billion on fuel this year. in 2000, they spent $15 billion. i am still going to california.

but, until then i just may keep taking kind of quiet/kind of talky walks with clint. i bought us some groceries. i've got books to read. yoga to do. running and biking. and look at me talk and talk and talk and nobody has to hear me if they don't want to. they can read this. but is there silence when you read? i don't think so.