Hi friends,
Please, pretty please say that you still remember me and forgive the fact that I again disappeared from your life for more than three months. I need your love and companionship to soften my re-entry to my New York life.
So what did I do on the other side of the language and cultural divide? I was busy and happy, traveled to conduct a new set of workshops, this time in addition to Radical Forgiveness based on the books of Don Miguel Ruiz who will visit Poland next spring. I traveled from the Baltic seashore to the Tatry mountains and in one beautiful sixteenth Century Manor helped to create a Dromenon, Jean would be proud of, and walked it with the participants of my workshop at midnight during a full moon to the sound of ancient music played on the lute. That certainly was one of the highlights however there were many other. I celebrated my eightieth birthday with sixty friends in early June and continued the celebration until last week when I used one of the gifts I received, a tandem parachute jump from the height of 12000 feet. Perhaps seeing these pictures above will serve best to reintroduce me back into your lives and to let you know that I have not changed or begun to act my age. Quite the opposite is true, since the jump, I feel twenty years younger. I did not say look, just feel.
Please call and come by when in the neighborhood, (of the Apthorp of course) I have missed you. Also get ready for soup sometimes soon. Time to be announced on this page.
Love,
Irenka (It is diminutive of Irena, everyone here calls me that and it kind of goes with my official entry into my second childhood).