sun through my window thursday

i daydream about having a grand mirrored hall with a wooden dance floor. i daydream about having thick strips of fabric hanging from the ceiling and large circular swings, too. i dream about having this room for therapy. i would lead music and motion therapy.

yoga but better. and way more fun.

you should be here. we would be cirque du solei, suzuki drama, yoga, whatever! using your muscles and bones with purpose in music.

to work through your shit and feel better.

that would be my banner. :]

i love it.

death cab and sun tea wednesday afternoon

forgiveness. this i work on. i nose-dive. cement grit into my face. i rise. bathe my infections. patiently cringe as healing takes tedious, itchy, swelling, maddening time.

i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.
God help me; i forgive myself.
i forgive myself.

i forgive myself. forgiveness.

i forgive them all.
i forgive them all.
i forgive them all.
i forgive them all.
i forgive them all.
i forgive them all.
i forgive them all.

i forgive it all.

all.

i forgive it all.

i forgive them all.

i forgive myself.

fuck yes.

:]

springtime and questions tuesday

I walk in the park Sundrenched. As I am leaving to go and buy delicious white chocolate, a couple stops me straw-hat, purple dress and flip-flops to ask where butterflies go in the winter. ... :) I instantaneously recite from kindergarten memories of butterfly Cacoon. My final reply, "That is a very good question!" We all laugh happily and say farewell. My flip flop sandals and I meander to the final flower bed.

I watch a peacock butterfly from flower to flower flop drunkenly enjoying what I am sure is a version of quite a divine luncheon.


Beautiful. Beautiful day.

Outside in Spring is my kind of good.





butterflies are caterpillars in winter. how bout that. i think i knew this, somewhere in the back tracks of my mind i hope i see those two tomorrow. i want to know the answer for the question.

(Sigh, smile, sigh)

saturday of saturdays

I am an arrogant self righteous bitch. Fucking Hallelujah that I admit it and I am clawing through the deeps of my ugliness to obliterate the arrogance, self righteousness; the bitch is probably staying, hopefully with a bit more wisdom each day to shut up and listen first.

I love the One- whatever, however the One exists and IS. So, I try not to be an asshole. Sometimes I succeed.

Try to fucking understand forgiveness. Shit.

monday monday morning

My life has NEVER been better. Every morning this is true. Not money, not socialtude- LIFE. Always moving forward! I am living in Now. I am loving Vida. Always. :)

This includes expressing passion for what is not love I see and find in the world around me.

This includes having several stances in one realm of meaning/thought/action...


I am not limited by your views- you are not limited by mine.


We refuse to be boxed in- even by our own personal selves.

boom.

found waldo sunday

I have finally found a person living outdoors here. This ville is full of bmw's, jags, and mercedes'. This man rolls out on his kicks and big times' it with extra-large grocery bags around town. We probably do not speak the same verbal language. Maybe we can learn to share the same non-verbal dialect: clean socks for free. And, a smile. Not the shit-eating kind. The "Hey. I see you. And I'm still here." kind.

I miss my street friends back Home. Fucking mad miss you fucking all. I love you.

you should always hydrate Monday

I am fighting apathy.

I believe in God. I believe in God deciding we need some current info on the whole existence and after earth existence thing. He put it into a form we would comprehend (somewhat). Decides so and so is pregnant and the baby is God incarnate. What the hell does that mean? I do not know.

Apathy. My apathy is - what do I do with this belief? Do... Those who have gone before me in mass numbers have done quite a fucking 'nuff to fuck fuck fuck things up here for all beings and creatures. So my response is - do nothing. That is doing something, I know, all you two'sides of the coin people.

For now I will shower more often than not, eat fairly well, and stay the fuck out of fucking up people's lives. Focally- my own. I may nevery get it perfect but I'll die trying. hahahahaha. In the best way possible.