December 11, 2012
No adequate words today. But at the same time too many words spoken, apparently, since I lost my voice and couldn’t recite the morning poem audibly enough for the students. A day of feeling overextended and overwhelmed. A day of many good things, and good activities, but such that I cannot hold on to very tightly. I hold my life loosely these days, with the looming reality of leaving, so very soon. But no matter the uncertainty of any given day’s future, the sun still sets over this city at the end of it. And He who holds that sun holds this one small life, at one and the same time. May that knowledge bring hope, and peace.