there was a wedding today. and soon there will be a video posted.

but i don't know that i have participated in a more overtly symbolic ceremony and celebration. it was truly a massachusetts and ohio bridge. and it was heavy. and it was beautiful.

at the end of the night, we had a transcendent moment, where a circle of us gathered around the bride and groom, inadvertently almost, while "somebody to love" played loudly throughout the reception hall.

Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own -
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?

we sang this song loud, drunkedly, but meaningfully - and our circle around them could not be broken.

it could not be broken.

and i remembered, that is what marriage is - a circle of people, a community, that cannot be broken, that will not be broken.

and we plant seeds, and we grow fruit and vegetables, and we grow families, in an exceptionally terrible place to do so, in Ohio.

and i have lots of other things to say, but i will let it bleed through the words of Berry, Rilke, Whitman, the Apostle Paul, an Episcopal Reverend, and friends and family....

"this method acting, well, i call that living"