It’s All Right Here
Oh, the fear I’ve known,
that I might reap the praise of
strangers
and end up on my own.
All I’ve sung was a song.
Maybe I was wrong.
—Indigo Girls, “Language or the
Kiss”
I had a conversation with a fascinating man on a ferry. He
was a friend of a friend, and somehow the circle of
conversation we’d both been a part of ended, and it left just
the two of us. He told me a story that started with love and
creativity and good intentions. He told me about how
passionate he was about traveling and speaking, how much
he loved spreading the message of his work to people all
over the world, and how the heart of it is love: loving people
wherever he met them, giving them the best of his energy