Friday/Saturday is Everything day here at Taking It to the Streets – a potpourri of topics.
“Little darlin’, it’s been a long, cold lonely winter.
Little darlin’, it feels like years since it’s been clear.
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun
And I say
It’s alright.” …. George Harrison
Years ago, when someone was saying how nice it was that my cousin Bob was stationed in North Carolina in his years in the Navy, my Grandma (who lived in a very blustery part of northwest Iowa) said “I don’t know how anyone who hasn’t been through the winter can really appreciate the spring.”
Well, I’m in Asheville, North Carolina right now myself, and after “a long, cold, lonely winter” I gotta say – HERE COMES THE SUN! And it’s alright!
I’m thinking tonight about how a change of perspective, a change of venue, different companions – all can help us to wake up (which, according to Buddha is sort of the whole point of our earthly existence). And how when one has endured sorrow, grief, hardship or woes, the simplest of pleasures can seem like a carnival of sensory delights.
So after my winter of 5 deaths in 14 weeks, and the huge heartbreak associated with a few of those deaths, when my best friend suggested a weekend in Asheville, NC where we’ve talked of forming a cohousing community with my best guy friend and then assorted of our other beloved friends/family – well, I jumped all over that idea.
Flew in today and it felt like stepping into a different reality – in a really, really good way. Going from hospitals and funerals to a street show dedicated to art, passion, creativity, music and LIFE! Wow!
Tonight there was some young-people band playing at the Asheville Civic Auditorium. The streets were filled with young people (teens, early 20s) in exceptionally festive attired – fairy wings, painted faces, boas. We ended up in a lively pub for a late dinner and there was festivity and delight in the air. Bluegrass band warming up to play. Waitresses in funky, sexy outfits, crazy-good fish tacos and curry-festooned coleslaw. My friend’s, friend’s friend (yes, you got that right) lent us her astonishingly beautiful home filled with art within walking distance to the funky, artsy downtown (drumming circles on the town square on Friday nights – my kind of town to be sure!).
Someone once said to me “hunger is the best appetizer.” I know I would have loved Asheville anyway, but as George Harrison so aptly put it – after a “long, cold, lonely winter” when the sun comes, well, “it’s alright!!!”
More on cohousing (fwiw, the phrase most Googled to get people to this blog) after Sue and I do more poking around.
So friends – how about you? Are life’s many joys more palpable after hardship? What’s your experience been?