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Rising to the Occasion...
Rising to the Occasion...making the most of my 40th High School Reunion
Date: 4/11/2005 8:20:00 PM ( 19 y ) ... viewed 1239 times I am in a profound healing.
My 40th Reunion in Los Angeles
helped me piece my life together in ways
I am hungering to write about.
Saturday night was a wash.
I arrived in L.A. late Friday night.
I was exhausted all day Saturday.
A few of my closest friends were at the banquet
Saturday night, but I was so tired
that I left around 10:30 PM
and so did a lot of others.
We are all around 57 now.
Many of the alumni looked really good,
very hansome, and the women great too.
It was interested how the guys hung together
and the women chatted among themselves.
I left questions why I made the effort to drive
three hours and pay $90.00 for this event.
There was to be a Sunday brunch at Marie Callenders
but I thought I would pass. I was feeling very discouraged.
I was mainly in touch with the broken part of me that
did not enjoy HIgh School very much.
I had a sense that many of the people who came
also were yearning for something but there was not
enough facilitation to bring the event to life.
I was so exhausted that I threw in the towel toward
the end of the event and started eating desserts,
a sure sign of unmet needs.
I woke up in the middle of the night Sunday morning.
My spirit said go on Sunday.
I did.
I was going to rise to the occasion.
I wanted to work the floor.
I wanted to get some business cards.
Amazing...traveling all the distance...
putting out so much energy to get there...
and then being so tired I could not access
my creativity at the event.
So tired, I was hardly present.
There was a board with photos.
I took some pictures of teachers,
but even this was not up to par.
I could not get a clear focus.
It was definitely a Mercury Retrograde Saturday night,
and what the F--k was i doing here????
Then Sunday came,
a new day a new dawn.
I was determined to be on.
It was from 11-2 PM.
I arrived around 12:30 or so,
after spending an important morning
with Johnny, Rina's husband.
I was armed with my flowers,
plenty of sniffers for the women.
I had my camera.
I had my business cards.
The location was stunning...
a beautiful Marie Calendars
on the Miracle Mile,
a stretch between Fairfax
Avenue and La Brea Ave on
Wilshire Blvd.
I took a long way to get there...
passing down Fairfax Avenue from
the Freeway 10.
I wanted to pick up pieces of my life...
and passing different places
I remembered conversations as they triggered
memories.
There was an small but intimate group
at the Restaurant, including my closest friends
that I wanted to see, Ira Erenberg and Glenn Erso.
They both have lovely wifes.
A lot of the guys had been athletes including
Ira and Glenn.
I was able to speak my story and felt
for the first time in 40 years I got to say some things
heard.
I am writing on my knees from a low table now.
I am tired, and hungry...
More soon...
Your Enchanted Gardener
Part One: Feelings before the Reunion:
http://curezone.com/blogs/m.asp?f=92&i=124
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