Jim and Tania married last weekend in Boulder Colorado. It was freezing cold but Tania didn’t give an inch. In Colorado you are allowed to create your own ceremony. No officials, church or what have you. This made it very intimate. Both had carefully, with a lot of love, formulated their wedding vows. This kind of ritual would be good to introduce in the Netherlands. It makes it more special to hear from themselves what attracts them in each other and what they are looking forward to together. The party was in a huge tent with just enough heaters. Food, drinks and atmosphere were excellent. I met great people and my toast was much appreciated. Jim decided during the vision quest in the Anza-Borrego Desert (see: I am back-with love) that we did in february that he wanted to marry Tania. He proposed to her in a small luxury yacht in the canals of Amsterdam what I had arranged for them.
During the two days that I was there I took the opportunity to wander solo through the Rockies. It was marvelous: snow, sun, clean air and physical exhaustion. What else do you want? Walking the Hessie Trail I was reminded of the last part of the poem by Rilke, the man watching:
Whoever was beaten by this angel
(who often simply declined the fight)
went away proud and strengthened,
and great from that harsh hand,
that kneaded him as if to change his shape.
