The say that there is some Biblical thing- a curse even-- that prevents women from recalling the pain of child birth so we will have another baby, but there may be also a kind of magic that makes grandmothers forget how much work young children are. We have had two little girls for four nights and five days, and after they went home to happy parents (with no stitches, not one trip to the clinic, clean, healthy, well fed, and well rested, I might add.
Lord make me an instrument of your peace!
Where there is hatred let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
Where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love.
I would like to tell you something profound about how I feel today-- kind of warm and teary, to tell you the truth- because 30 years ago this afternoon at 1 o'clock my daughter Sarah was born on the Haines clinic in a blizzard-- (WAIT! WHOOPS?
From June Callwood: "If people were kinder, they would be happier. If they were happier, more people would be kindly. If more people were happy the world would be kinder. If the world were kinder it might survive."
I have spent three days recording the audio book of Find the Good for HighBridge Audio Books at Betsy Simms' Studio A here in Juneau at the Juneau Arts and Humanities Council. (Once I got the part to basically play myself, I asked if we could do the recording somewhere closer than L.A. or N.Y., and after consulting with Betsy, they agreed it could be done in Juneau.) We recorded Tuesday night when I got off the ferry from 6-9 or so, then Wednesday morning, took a break and did a little more in the afternoon, and then I came back Thursday morning to finish up.
The ferry from Juneau was canceled, so all the swim meet kids and the junior high basketball tournament kids are still here until today's ferry. James and his mother decided to stay until tomorrow's quieter, less crowded boat, when all three of us will head down to Juneau together. I am recording my new book there. Find the Good will be my first book on tape, I'm hoping it is so terrific that I can do the other two. (We'll see...) I had to audition to read my own words, but I got the part, which inspired me to try out for Dancing at Lughnasa.
Hold a baby to your ear
As you would a shell:
Sounds of centuries you hear
New centuries foretell.
Who can break a baby's code?
And which is older--
The listener or his small load?
The held or the holder? --- "Conch", a poem by E.B. White
Finally snow! And lot's of it, relatively. For this winter anyway. The plow just went by out on Mud Bay Road, and we have yet to shovel out the house. Morning Muscles was canceled. Marnie said to get our workout clearing snow.