He’s is gone. Yet I still linger on in a world full of chaos,
greed and destruction - as well as kindness, love and sharing.
I hardly dance anymore. Yet it is one of the things I love
to do more than anything. It's so freeing and fun and exhilarating.
A friend posted about Gabrielle Roth’s passing when I
started writing this. I didn’t know who she was, but she was a saving grace in
this gal’s life. She was a dancer, musician and shaman. I read more about her
and am going to read more about her life, as well as her book, “Sweat Your
Prayers.”
This news is why I was thinking of him. Thinking of her.
Thinking of a pencil…
Only 2 of us received that very simple, very special gift.
She was the other one. Even though I know where it is - still with me after 30 years - that gift is hidden in a
drawer for me. For her, it seems to be her mantra. Her savior.
As I pick up writing this post again, I’m listening to The
Carpenters singing, “A Song for You” – I always think of him when I hear Karen’s
deep, gorgeous, mellow, strong Alto because I know how much he loved her voice
and their music.
It’s also the time of year when we automatically take more moments
to pause and think of who and what we are grateful for.
So, I had to pick up this post again. To finish it and to
send my prayers of thanks to a special person who has been in my thoughts
lately.
I miss you P.C.
You are always in my heart and left an indelible mark on my
soul. I hope you have met up with Karen Carpenter’s soul in heaven where I know
you are…singing and dancing! 
