fri 27 nov 2009 06:45:22 — witte de withstraat
thanksgiving
on wednesday i finally sat down long enough to finish a draft of the essay i'd been working on for shoes 008. suddenly i wanted to be with other people. so i went downstairs and sat with marina and g who had come home. marina tortured g with hot water in a bucket, to get her to lose her flu. then she felt better. but marina felt worse, she was thinking about a lot of things and being sad. then i took some of the painful energy outside in my hand and let it go in the back garden, and looked up and saw some triangles between stars behind the clouds. then i went to bed. on thursday i slept till late, then went to tong ah with a bunch of friends. then eijlders (last time to see roy) and talked to habib and then went to waterhole, then went to cave, then went home.
i enjoyed what habib had to say, when i explained what thanksgiving meant to me. about the uncountable blessings of life, and about how the most important thing was compassion.