She Was Love

She was love
and she was loved.

Some people represent home
that feeling of welcome
the warm embrace
whenever
wherever

She was one of those people who
don’t have to do or
create or
cook or
go out
or… or… or

Just be
Just be love
radiate love
Laugh heartily
In conversation
Share the stories
Call you out
And in

In all of your OK-ness
just as you are
as she is
So it is

So she will be missed

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Watching the Cubs in Lima

The last time I watched a baseball game was… never.  The last time I went to a Major League Baseball game was in 1986- a road trip to Wrigley Field in Chicago with Chris, Pete, Baz and Jim.  Tonight I am glued to the TV here in Lima watching the Cubs take game 7 of the World Series.

This has nothing to do with baseball.  This is all about being connected.  After a challenging few months, energy flows strong and I am reconnecting.  Reconnecting with culture and language, life and spirit, hope and future.  And part of that, oddly enough, is baseball.

Part of being bilingual and bicultural is occasionally missing the other language and culture.  If I were in Minnesota I would not be watching the game.  I would wait until morning and find someone like Mr. Sports, Mr. Action, Mr. Jim Ed Poole who “knows all and tells only some.”  Someone who would let me know who won.  That’s all.  But that is not tonight.

Tonight I root for language and culture.  I root for connectedness and feeling at home wherever you are.  I root for hope and life and spirit.

Go Cubs!