not all who wander are lost

not all who wander are lost

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Harmonic tribe

The reverberating echo of the
harmonic tribe is a sacred sound.

It is how the heart find its rhythm,
and the feet their dance.
A few weeks ago, I had the gift of a visit from my brother who normally resides somewhere in Southeast Asia (Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, or Burma depending on the week). It was a simple and pure chill time of swapping stories, looking at pictures, reminiscing and laughing, being present, being sister and brothers.

I am beyond happy that my two dudes enjoy each other's company and chill so naturally together.

I remember thinking when I first hung out with Leo, over a decade ago, that he and Erik would get along. I based this on superficial but representative things like their taste in music, preferred free-time activities, gentle fun-loving spirit that is also fiercely loyal and just, and that feeling I have when I'm with each of them of resonance and familiarity. Lo and behold I was right and how lucky I am, that no matter what combination of the three of us are together, it's, so, good.

That this good vibe is the beat of the familial drum is my joy and my peace.


Anonymous said...

So, so good. Celebrate this with you.

Such good men.


Alexia said...

You have such an amazing family. It's hard to imagine Leo and Erik NOT getting along with each other. Sending much love from Captial City!

Anonymous said...

I soooo get it...I am grateful....Thank you!!!!!!!!for all three of you. MOM

Anonymous said...

Speakin of... Im tippin a 22oz'r as I type in your direction Mr.B. Taiwan's finest Lager. Cheers bro