A few weeks ago I came home and found a book in my mailbox with a note in her hand, a book I'm reading now, "Wolf Totem" by Jiang Rong. That Peggy LOVED it is high, high praise. That it's not really working for me, this book, makes me a little sad. I want to feel her same exhilaration, but it's one of those rare reads where I don't get the same Pow that she did. Generally, it's not this way. Generally, I'm jumping around with delight, especially since I'm traveling the same wordy trajectory as Peggy did.
Regardless, I'm treasuring the note and the gesture and the invitation to be swept up.
We spent a day together in Point Reyes recently. We went to the BEST yoga class, had the BEST grilled cheese sandwiches, enjoyed the BEST conversation and walk with Scout, tried the BEST sorbet at her sister-in-law's place in Marshall. Everything, really, always the BEST with Peggy, life at its pinnacle of sweetness. Peggy knows EVERYONE, and honestly I have met some extraordinary, gifted, delightful, amazing people through Peggy, thanks to her gravitational pull on all that is the greatest.
Every day, Peggy tells me, she reads three blogs. The Force Expansive is one -- which is a super-big treat for me. The other two, in case you're interested -- I know I am -- are The Sartorialist (naturally, as Peggy has exquisite taste) and The Improvised Life (naturally, as Peggy is nothing if not a creative force). Some pretty excellent company.
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It's an incomparable experience to be a student in Peggy's class, to benefit from her reading, her listening, her taste. You will work hard, you will hear great music, you will laugh. You'll emerge smiling, wrung out and ready for more of all that's tastiest in life.
Big love, Peggy! XX