Monday, April 7, 2008

FIU Alumni Event & Introduction of Katie Memorial Foundation

There were people there from every part of Katie's life - some I know, most I'd never met in person. I am most struck with the way her friends were able to enjoy each other - their similarities and differences - fellow life guard from high school days, college roommates, friends and colleagues at FIU, family - she touched many lives.
I have to tell you one thing I heard repeatedly that night. Katie's friends took me aside, one by one, at some point. Each told me that she or he never knew Katie had so many friends - each told me that she thought she was Katie's "best friend" and that now each realized that she WAS Katie's best friend - that Katie had more than one best friend and could make each of them feel special. Katie was sincere about that. Anyone who was her friend knows that her friendship did not come easy, but if and when it came it was lifelong and very special.
Katie recognized in her best friends a piece of herself - a piece she needed to become whole. Her best friends recognize in Katie a piece of themselves - a piece they need to be whole. That's what true friendship (best friends) is all about - making each other whole. You can't do that with "just friends", it has to be "best friends".
Katie's best friends were there, some in person, some in spirit. They shared and I believe went home more complete, more whole, from learning about each other and their link to each other through their best friend, Katie.
Maybe this is just Katie's mom rambling, but in addition to the replicas of awards and conversations with FIU staff, that's what I have taken home with me from the FIU Alumni event - the experience of best friends in the making.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Thoughts on the plane ride home

January 20, 2008
Returning from Australia & New Zealand
The thoughts running through my head form words
Words written on an airline napkin and then tucked inside my book -Doors to the Sacred - what an appropriate title to hold these thoughts. The napkin fell out of my book last week while I was preparing for my final class for this course. They don't sound like my words to me, but I guess they were. After all it is my handwriting and my book.

Kangaroos and Koalas so soft to the touch
Koalas shedding when touched like cats
Soft eyes, silent communication, no affect
Beyond words or expression
A world I cannot enter
Only marvel at the mystery
God's great mystery of creation.

I've a desire to connect with other creatures.
Connect ....... or subdue/dominate?

What about that bear?
His territory - His world - the one he dominates
Was he just trying to connect?
The great mystery remains
.... and God brought them to the man and
made them subject to him
What responsibility does that imply?