One of the many beautiful aspects of living at Pi is its agency for connection. At first blush, Pi might seem an unlikely vehicle, as it is so remote and I am off the grid. But I think it is precisely because of this isolation that Pi fosters deeper appreciation for each other. It takes a while for a friend to drive out here, and once here, he or she is a little less impatient to leave. Visiting isn’t just a casual whim or a quick coffee, it is a meeting borne of intention.
Witness Saturday and the visit of my friend Susan: I had met Susan while singing in the San
Francisco Bach Choir. Though she and I
are members of different sections (alto and soprano, respectively), we happened
to be placed next to each other for a performance, and our voices meshed. We both recognized that a match was in the
making. We never had a chance to connect
at any length during a rehearsal, but Saturday – through a walk on Muddy
Hollow, over a West Marin Reuben at the IP market, and relaxing on my deck – we
grew to learn about each other, our paths as singers, our relationships, and
our children. We never made it to our
duet books, as the conversation was so absorbing, but that will come.
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