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March 14, 2008
It Has Been Six and A Half Months
It has occurred to be in recent days that I like it here in LA. It has started to feel somewhat familiar. The flowers outside my house are jasmine, and the whole walkway smells like them.
If you have never smelled jasmine, you must find some immediately. We also have orange blossoms.
I have a routine. A lot of it centers around a little elementary school, but that's ok. It's a simple life for me here.
I don't know if I will do anything significant in my life. At this point, my dream is just to have my piano again somehow. I don't think I can write music without it.
I guess the most important thing to me is somehow bringing some kind of comfort to anyone who is in a dark and (what seems like) an unreachable place. I have been in that unreachable place, and often live there. There is a gentle comfort in hearing, "I understand.." and to know it is the truth.
Why is it so comforting to be understood?
That is what I want. To be a place of understanding, and to create beautiful things, because beautiful things also bring comfort...
Posted by darby on March 14, 2008 12:24 AM
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I just want you to know that, not too long ago, you were a place of comfort and beauty and understanding for me. You have a wonderful gift for understanding the hurt places deep inside people, and gently reaching those places with your understanding and comfort. Be encouraged that you will always have that gift!
Posted by: Susan on March 14, 2008 09:03 AM
Hey, D. It is true. You have a gift to bring hope and peace to others in a time of need. And it seems to me that beautiful things come from you often. And creating beautiful things truly is a blessed gift from above!
Posted by: min on March 14, 2008 10:23 PM
darb..you are such an amazing and gifted person..and one of your gifts is really bringing comfort to people..there are so many times you have done that for me..too many to recount..love you..
Posted by: sare on March 14, 2008 10:36 PM
But Darb, one of your gifts is to...nonobudbud..but Darb, one of your...nonobudbud, but Darb...one of your gifts is to say the same thing over and nonobudbud over and over again. There is a comfort in that too.
Posted by: mers on March 16, 2008 10:46 PM
THAT was funny!
Posted by: Anonymous on March 17, 2008 09:14 PM
It was only a matter of time before you got all caught up in the "it's 75 degrees and I love smelling flowers" LA life-style and forget all about the "It's 20 degrees and freezing" Neark De east coast life.
Posted by: Jonathan on March 18, 2008 03:12 PM
But Darb, one of your gifts is to...nonobudbud..but Darb, one of your...nonobudbud, but Darb...one of your gifts is to say the same thing over and nonobudbud over and over again. There is a comfort in that too.
I don't get it.
Posted by: Anonymous on March 21, 2008 02:39 AM
what does "nonobudbud" mean?
Posted by: Anonymous on March 21, 2008 11:47 AM