January 22, 2001 The Dophins & Me

Were we ever somewhere else? You know, it's hard to say. But I never saw blue like that before. Across the sky, around the world. Shawn Colvin, Never Saw Blue Like That I felt that song inside of me in California. The ocean -- huge -- crashing across the cliffs -- it overwhelmed me. We spotted a group of dolphins and I found myself telling my friends about how as a little child, I read of Vicky Austin and her Ring of Endless Light and Adam and Norberta and Njord and Basil and believed that if I ever saw dolphins, when I called them, they would come. I told them how disappointed I was when one day I did see them, and I called them, and they didn't come. And how, for me, that was a defining moment of the variety of childhood's end. And then I wished I hadn't told them. Some secrets are best kept between the dolphins and me. Maybe they never came, but I like to think that they heard me. Maybe not this time, but maybe when I was very young. journal archive © Copyright 2001 words diminish

Inspiration du Jour Then Basil came to me. ... Basil pulled himself up out of the water and a series of sounds came from him, singing sounds. ... And then Basil was gone, flashing through sea and sky, to disappear at the horizon. Madeleine L'Engle, A Ring of Endless Light