tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612924965798765495.post4811525348395197338..comments2009-08-18T03:48:14.483-07:00Comments on Chef Interrupted: Last mealChefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08013074628720298876noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612924965798765495.post-42558077082381483782008-08-27T23:01:00.000-07:002008-08-27T23:01:00.000-07:00I don't know if I'll post on every one of your ent...I don't know if I'll post on every one of your entries but this one also reminds me of something that I want to share with you.<BR/><BR/>I've been making friends with death again! What? Maybe it's a turning 40 thing but I also remember moments like these when I went and lived out in the woods alone in Ithaca that one time. <BR/><BR/>Anyway, it happens like this. I'll be doing whatever I'm doing... walking, playing frisbee with friends, eating and I'll just start saying good-bye or feeling like good-bye. It's a strange, nostalgic, winsome, vivifying feeling. This moment will never ever be here again so in my gratitude and appreciation I feel a good-bye. Thank god it isn't happening all the time but when I it does it makes me feel deeper and more real about the moment I'm in.<BR/><BR/>Every day with Tin Pan we start our first set with the song "Just a Little While" So this idea has really sunk in with me I guess. Perhaps this will give you courage on your deprivation / healing journey.<BR/><BR/>"Just a little while to stay here<BR/>Just a little while to wait<BR/>Just a little while to labor<BR/>on this path that's always (never) straight<BR/><BR/>Just a little while to savor<BR/>Just a little while to taste<BR/>Pretty soon you know we'll all be long gone.<BR/>Not one moment to waste."Jesse Selenguthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17829982443410074487noreply@blogger.com