Strangers passing.

On a flight, I have the ipod and headphones fired up as much as possible. In those 10 or so moments that it takes the plane to climb to 10,000 feet, I rarely try to engage the person next to me. This time was not intended to be any different.

But it was different.

The guy next to me cracked a joke and I looked up as we were sitting on the tarmac in Savannah and we struck up a conversation. He's in the media biz...working with radio and television folks. Sound like media marketing. We start talking about what we first label Classic rock...later to refer to the genre in it's pure form as "rock and roll"

This man and I have completely different lives, in different parts of the country...and we got crammed into the absolute last row of a weensy plane and we bond. Over rock and roll!

Obviously I have not been relating to the world like the bold woman who set on each of her wacky life journeys.

We talked about Led Zeppelin, Rod Stewart, Cream, Todd Rundgren, Uriah Heap, Molly Hatchet, and so many others. He said that in business meetings he likes to ask people what their fave album is. He asked me of course.

I said Led Zeppelin Physical Graffiti.

And then I said Susan Werner's Gospel Truth.

One from then...one from now.

He gave me the freedom.

And we talked about how my mom used to work at KMPC in Hollywood...he says, " I worked there in the early 80's!" And then we talked about coffee..and it was all so very simpatico in a connecting-with-a-friend-you-didn't-know-you-had kind of way.

I spoke of tour managing ...

In the way it sits in my heart.

As something I am called to do, and with gratitude to be out there with the music. All 4 of you reading this blog know what a hard time I have been having not touring.

My phone isn't ringing, but I have not out there rattling cages either. He listened very well. No agenda..no preconcieved idea of anything about me.

He then says something to the effect of how clear it is that I love what I do, and how clear it is that I care for the people I get to work for.

And he says this to me not realizing my sadness around not getting be out there for this 2010 season (at least not yet.) And I get how it's "right there if I want it." I was so able to speak of my love of this job. In the present moment. My passion right there and evident.

I know I need this down time. To heal my own soul and reconcile some of my insecurities and work on my less than steller ways of dealing with feeling like I don't fit in.

All I can say is thank you to my new buddy Dan in Rockville MD for helping me realize I am still here. In all my passionate crazy glory.

What a gift that short flight was.

Do you all think I'm crazy? I mean...this was a cool happening!

Right?