I don’t remember how we met, or when we discovered the uniqueness of the relationship. It was through our common professional community, many years ago.
He has been a friend, coach and glorious mentor – personally, professionally and spiritually. I have a “call sign” for him: yoda.
Note to yoda – yes. lowercase “y”. Unless and until you can draw from me the power to vaporize, or at least levitate, the bunghole hat-driver, going 50 miles per hour in the left lane of the highway, turn signal flashing since he bought the car and seat belt sparking joyfully on the pavement, it will remain lowercase “y”.
He writes. He reads. He observes. Thinks deep thoughts and practices the art of reflection like a master. He also whines a bit, and gets cranky when people don’t understand his messages.
When discussing the act of writing, and the practice of blogging, I received the following note from him this week…
“I have always taken the position that reading (and by association writing) is the best way of interacting in that it allows you to communicate with those who want to talk with you. You find your audience and read those people with whom you resonate.
“Reading folks long dead is still a conversation (albeit a bit passive on their part) for me, and one I want to engage in for folks like Camus, Raymond Carver, Mencken…
“And of course the person I most like to converse with is me, so writing allows me to do that… “
Taken with this beautiful capture from penfold, on the nature of relationships that arrive via the electronic medium, it comes full circle for me – we write, read, observe, think deep thoughts. And we share them. These relationships can ebb and flow in the manner of all relationships….
Welcome to the internet V2.0…..