Deb Montgomery

So I’m picking up an item of furniture when the guy who owned it said that someone shot a few people downtown Seattle… . Yeh, let’s get people talking. I saw a great little bumper sticker today. “Love wins” …
Peace,
Deb

..ok, so my space is my space again. temporary leave of absence I suppose. Random like things which come and things which go. I felt like a city girl walking down the cliff edge with not a soul in sight today. I swear I wanted to run back up the hill to see another human being so I wouldn’t get mauled by a mountain lion or some western thing like that! It is the unfamiliar. That is all. I have walked home in New York City at 2am a hundred times and….. Bo, the cat, just erased my former paragraph. I felt like a city chicken. Yeh yeh that’s it, I’m a city chicken now…my pulse was higher in unfamiliar EASY unfamiliar territory. So it goes. The only mountain lion I have seen today is a little domestic version. Bo wants to lay all over my keyboard… I signed up for classes today and of course decided which ones I’d like, which one’s I’d hate, which profs I’ll dig and not dig, and formed opinions of all sorts of things I know shit about! Yeh, yeh that’s it! Judge it! Go in with a closed mind! Good thing I’ve learned a little about watching myself in action. Good thing I have a good sense of humour about my capacity for such stupidity and childishness. Good thing I returned from walk number one without being mauled. I get to do it again! I also figured out that if you walk listening to ‘From the Sky’ off my CD and walk in time with the cello plucks which are double time, you are walking at 3.7 pace on the treadmill. Awesome until I hit the UP hill…Bo is cute but totally in my way and shedding like a christmas tree in January. It would be cool to start a discussion group between Muslims, Christians and Jews in Seattle. We can weep for Lebanon. We can weep for Israel. Blowing people up doesn’t solve much nor does me pre judging anything. We are in such trouble all of us. I dip into my own anger and stubborn refusal to listen so often. I have practiced lately praying for my enemies. That’ll spin your head and throw you straight into the walls you erect. This is why I think we need help…I need help. I do not love my enemies and I do not particularly want to. So something someone works on me over time… in the mean time, there is just Bo and I… no bombs, no mauling, but we think of others…because we can. Peace.

Dudes. Myspace is gone on myspace… someone, something spaced out! Hopefully they will get to the bottom of it and fix it…ah! In the mean time, I am jet lagged, not sleeping in past 5:30am and starting to feel dizzy with the lack of shut eye…nothin compared to the sleep dep my mom-friends get though! Easing into Seattle gently…thankful for that. I was really liking the music-connection thing out here with the myspace thing….oops. Anyhow, you can smell the sea in West Seattle. Gotta love that. Apparently the world’s largest octopus lives out here. I have named him Stan in my mind! That’s as deep as I’m getting on so little sleep. Peace.