I've been wanting to visit Grand Marais again for years. I could pretty easily get reservations at a hotel there and travel there by Greyhound, but I kind of want to share the experience with someone.
Grand Marais is where I grew up. It has a lot of memories both pleasant and unpleasant. I want to be able to show someone who's never seen it some of the stuff I remember.
I know it will have changed a lot since I was last there. There's a lot of money moving up there now. The esteemed Hal Greenwood of S & L scandal fame, who should've been stuck in jail and forced to watch while they welded the doors shut and melted the keys, is building a house there, and running for mayor. But, I'm sure enough will be the same that I still recognize it.
We will be getting there Friday afternoon, and staying til Sunday at around 10 or 11am. I was hoping for more time, but any time really will be good. It'll be so nice to see that area again.
I've been missing a place I can feel centered in. In fact, while I believe that I'm a very stable person, and I have a sure core of who I am, I still feel a lack of connection to that center. I remember the peace and undemanding nature of the shore and the lake. A place where the actors were so simple that the only thing you could ever see in them was what was in yourself.
When you look at a rock, or a wave, and see or think of something, you can be sure that the thing you think of isn't in the rock or wave. It's in yourself. It's a projection of yourself onto what you see. In this way, what you see in the world is just a reflection of yourself.
This is complicated when people or other complex things are around as they have motivations and purposes that really are truly outside yourself. Suddenly you have to make a boundary so you can remember who you are and who they are. If nothing else because the raw material of what you perceive are different between you and the other.
So, a world in which all of your surroundings are simple things that have no motivations or purposes of their own is important for being able to learn and remember where that boundary is again. What part of your world is yourself, and what part is other people.
That's part of what I see in Grand Marais.