Up a Quiet Mountain

Yeh, Alaska is beautiful, but, I don't know...I think I like Montana better, especially Glacier Park. Nothing competes with Glacier Park. My husband says the best part about Alaska is that it is so untouched. He loves the remoteness of the whole place (he's from Montana). Heck, most times I prefer my own backyard to any other place so what do I know.

Now the cruise part had me rethinking my outlook on pop music. I was thinking that it's good for people to break with the grind, especially when it is really a grind and loosen up and dance a bit and perhaps, just perhaps, pop music had it's place. I was ready to retract all my previous statements about it, until I came home and realized how dissapated I had become spiritually. Yes, I kept up with prayer on the ship, but distractions are thick and it is NOT the real world there and while I might remember our goal is to love God with our whole heart, mind, soul and stregnth, I'd have to say it's damn near impossible to actually do on a cruise ship with a companion and all that food (how can you NOT gorge yourself) and all those activities and distractions and people to talk to, which is probably why the great mystics separated themselves from society completely. (I LOVED the spa though and am vowing that every vacation I go on in the future includes a neck and foot massage.) So, yes, I'm holding to my beliefs that pop music is a distraction and a waste of time to anyone on the road to perfection. Tell me otherwise.

Now I'm NOT looking forward to all the email that's been piling up for over a week now...