late night driving

Blog entry. 2 a.m.
The world existing only in our headlights. Quiet time. The chatter has died down; the girls are in various states of sleep. Ahead of us, the highway lights continue, an unbroken chain. A constant pattern of reflective lines. Brake lights. I’m thinking about the security I feel with these ladies. I think the others share my thoughts—being together, doing what we do, has made me stronger. Walking on the beach in Northern California: how lucky I am to have this group of alive, confident, beautiful strong women as my friends. I’ve never felt so strongly that I am doing something powerful, so confident that I am involved in something bigger than the individual. The B:C:Clettes make me believe in community, in cooperation, in “the ability to stop a train with a smile” (Jaykub Young). We can see, visibly, the impact we have on the world, on the people we meet, the people who see us, get our message. We touch a nerve, start a spark to inspire change. People arrive at our shows with no idea what we are doing. They leave with a taste of passion for life, for living a little lighter, a little more loved and loving. Yet this is just a fraction of what I feel all the time with this group.
-Keltie