I wish for . . .
Comfort on difficult days,
Smiles when sadness intrudes,
Rainbows to follow the clouds,
Laughter to kiss your lips,
Gentle hugs when spirits sag,
Friendships to brighten your being,
Beauty for your eyes to see,
Confidence for when you doubt,
Faith so that you can believe,
Courage to know yourself,
Patience to accept the truth,
And love to complete your life.
Reprinted from The Anchor, St. Clement’s Episcopal Church, Tampa, Florida
I ran across this video and a bit of explanation. And I’m only slightly jealous of his trek.
No matter what time zone I’m in . . . at least during the school year . . . I still wake up at 5.57 a.m.
I’m in Columbus, Ohio. Ohio is currently on Eastern Daylight Time. My body clock is an hour behind. And in spite of that, I’m awake before dawn, at 4.55 a.m. body time.
The body and mind are curious things, no? Even when I traveled to China in 2005 and 2006, I would wake at or before 5.57 a.m. Damn internal clock…..
The leadership conference became a bit more real yesterday, with a long morning reading session and an afternoon session for conductors and artistic directors. The two GMC board officers who are attending went to sessions on alumni relations, podcasting, email marketing, and the like. I actually ended up playing for about an hour of the reading session, although Steve Milloy played his own arrangements. Greg Gilpin’s Above the Walls, a work written for us and premiered in June, was a big hit. I’m looking forward to seeing it in publication next year.
After the morning session today, I’m off to the airport for a return to Saint Louis and home and Samson and a Trader Joe’s run.