a letter to Cedar

ahh cedar, travelling to hot hot places makes me miss the spring in washington! on the islands no less and all the odd interactions thats just the odd odd transition people make from season to season. soon all the little greenies will be out and everyone will be smiling and getting it on.I think only some people think im lazy, but i talk about work at home and also the people here see me leave for repetition witht the ballet and also sabars and other events that artists work at. here im an artist and when i dance at an event that earns me a small meal of rice and oil with my friends.i have a friend on an islad here who is french, he came here over a year ago and he works as a fisherman here, he even bought his own pirogue and is fluent in Susu, the local dialect. he jogs the beaches almost everyday and goes swimming and drinks beer and shakes a leg with the locals. he is a local, people refer to him as mon frair my brother. kids in my neighborhood call me tante, auntie and friends refer to me as sister. i think alot of people are guarded at first but once they know you, they let down their barriers, let go of their racism and see you for the human you are. And some people no matter where you are on this earth will never see you like that, even people you think of as friends. There is alot to learn and we dont have the space in one lifetime to take it all in, you have to make choices. peace cedarboo, i love you too,jessica -------------------------------- --- cedar wrote: --------------------------------- Hey Jess, Out in the fields today pulling posts and prunning grapes. the birds surrounded me in springtime song and a woodpecker fooled me with its many voices... those downy's are little rascles. life swings full here. we have plans to make sails with a friend from Adventuress in PT and I am late night working on sponsor letters for our expadition. it's all rather exciting. esspestialy the PT thing, it's going to be fun spending a week there checking out the scene and rolling around in sail cloth. I hope you are dancing and smiling. I miss your playful spirit. not much of it around here these days, mostly akward interactions and much time spent running from one place to the next. Looking at a picture of kids playing soccer in remote Paraguay I got to wondering how strange it would be to travel to that place and try living. would I seem lazy? would I be excepted? what do people think who have never traveled themselves... never had the privlage to? How are you being excepted? what crazy adventures are you in? I often think about traveling but then I also think about all that i don't know about this place. traveling has helped me know more about both the people and the other creatures that live here. maybe not intimately but at least in a general sense. it's late and I love you cedar