Sunday 14- I did my stretches and fed Princess.
Today’s Weather was: Temps of around 42 and 65 degrees, slight breeze, humidity around 25 percent, sunny skies.
According to the National Weather Service: “Presidents’ Day: Sunny, with a high near 69. West northwest wind around 6 mph becoming calm. Monday Night: Mostly clear, with a low around 44. Calm wind becoming west around 6 mph.”
Instead of writing what I did today I’m going to share with you an email I got from an online friend who reads my journal, and my response to her email. I found it very intriguing! So here is her email and my response:
“Hey Bob, I’ve been wanting to write to you since Stoney went on ahead. Now I see you have lost another friend. Of course not as close as Stoney had become to you. He was so glad to have you there in these past years, I am sure of this. I believe he would have left sooner without you. You brought his spirit back. I hope you aren’t feeling too bad about his passing, because you gave so much to him with your listening and asking him questions, you helped him to feel again. Don’t ask me how I know this, I just do. I was sitting on the front porch, and had a strong feeling that you are now thinking of a move. Life has called you on it! I thought, I will read his latest blog, and yes, you did say you have some serious things to think about, or something like that. I thought sh*t he’ll never believe me now, about pickin’ up on this. BUT oh well, I don’t have to prove anything to you. I am going to tell you exactly what I picked up on and you can take it, or leave it. I feel you are thinking of moving to be near family, which is not a bad Idea, but there is another place, (maybe near the water?) that you really want to go. for some reason in particular. You need to do this before anything else, or perhaps you will never feel completed. Everything from there on in will fall into place. You have a good and true heart and spirit. Follow what you know will help you to be happy. You do know, but maybe you make excuses in your mind. If you own this land in the desert, maybe you should hold on to it for a bit. If not, of course you know, you can come back anyway. From there on out I don’t know anymore. I’m really not sure if writing you this was right for me to do, or if I am even close to anything. BUT I got the nerve up to do it, so there must be a reason. Anyways, wish I could have met you before you left, I wish you much happiness! I know, you’re not leaving ‘that’ fast, but still. Goodness is with you Bob! Take Care now!~~~Lisa”
You are dead on right! You have great insight! Stoney was my rock, my anchor here and I now have this feeling that I should cast off my lines and sail on. I write and play my own songs (nobody else’s) and have been doing so for years but never got the nerve to play in front of folks (even some of my good friends didn’t know I played guitar) until last December at the Road Runner Magazine’s Christmas party when I decided to just go and do it. One guitarist there thought that my songs where very good and was surprised when I said I didn’t know how to play simple Christmas songs when he asked me to play along. I told him that I only know about four songs that other people wrote back in the 60s and decided back then that I would write my own stuff because playing other people’s songs was just boring and not creative to me; my friends learned to play “Stairway to Heaven” and I never did. So here is my dilemma: are my songs as good as I think they are (it’s hard to critique your own stuff), or am I just charging at windmills. I need to find this out and quickly but I don’t really know how to go about it.
The family thing you wrote about is an option if and when I’m needed there.
I was looking at sailboats online a few days ago after I had a dream about them; I lived on a sailboat for 23 years before coming to the desert!
I will always have my little cabin here; a sanctuary to run back to.
So thank you for your wonderful email that kind of sums up about everything that I’m going through. I hope to meet you before I leave
I hope you don’t mind that I am posting this to my journal.
I listen, I learn!
Your Friend Bob DeLoyd