...love, unexpectedly

What terrifying days. So many of the people I know are in the process of having to grapple with huge decisions. Often many decisions at once, which is daunting and huge. These decisions just never end...I feel like they have started, nad from now on, we will have to constantly make really important choices on a regular basis. Right now these are really big life decisions; ones that require courage and complex considerations, deliberation, mulling. It is overwhelming, but we will make it through because we have to.

Along the way it involves doing crazy things like how today I rocked a solid 13.5 hours at the Frasier Building. It seems like a lot, but there were breaks...I went for coffee once and there was a book launch that I attended for the really good food. There was smoked salmon, sushi, excellent deserts, free wine, and The Roasted Vegetable tray- any vet uvic-er will know the glory of this tray; it's pretty much the best roasted vegetables you will ever have- there is like garlic, or pesto maybe...in it, and its pretty amazing.

I am continuing to fiend Iron and Wine (the band, not to be confused with a simple lack of protien and alcohol in my diet) tonight as I unwind from the long day at the frase. It is a beautiful refuge-music, art and creative expression in general.

To all those who are working towards decisions, may you find your own refuge and fortitude where you seek it and may it offer you direction and comfort. Ultimately, beyond comfort in what I find beautiful, I find it in love. Always love. Because we need it, and because its what we've got, and its always been enough so far. And because it feels good, sometimes tugs at your heart strings, but its worth it in the end. To have loved and been loved in this world. so...I am a believer in love. I think there are many of us still around.

that's all i've got. maybe love is in my psyche from contracts this morning, but I highly doubt that K law is ever in my psyche...maybe I underestimate my love for Kilcoyne. I don't know. But love will carry us through.
Rachael
from a starry, clear, cold victorian night