yeah, i’m not going to pretend i wouldn’t rather be there than here at this bloody grey moment. that was christmas 2007, a beautiful gift to me. that’s the thing i’m learning, “i am where i am.” check out ‘the astonishing power of emotions’, by esther and jerry hicks. ok i admit it’s part and parcel of ‘the secret’ which is not my usual bag of tricks but if the shoe fits, i say. See, i’m in a big hurry per uge (that’s you-jeh)...to get to where i want to be NOW, instead the hope is to ‘float downstream’ towards the desire..all in good time my friend, all in good time. life changes may be likened to the the ‘slow food’ movement, start with great ingredients, simmer, plus patience=time results in a most miraculous stew, life stew. and it can’t hurt to add a glass of wine (or two). that’s my hope for today, working on the stew and the wine. kisses all around.
one evening last fall i had met some friends, Cat, Tom, Mike, et al... and accidentally got a little loopy drinking first, red wine, then easing into toffee flavored beers, oh yummy. i had parked my car around the corner which now seemed, to my friends, too risky to drive, whatever. "oh no, i can dribe." ...thinking i had slunk away unnoticed i made my way to the car and was just about to unlock it when i was hoisted over Mike's caveman shoulder and lugged away kicking like a baby, placed in a cab with Cat and escorted to my doorstep. upon waking the next morning i vaguely remembered that, "oh yeah, my car is three miles away." undeterred and emboldened by several espresso based drinks i walked the distance. it occurred to me in my hazy head that, "wouldn't it be funny to text Cat?" text: I'M A VERY BAD GIRL! as soon as i launch it i realize i've sent it to my cop landlord.... response: "WHAT?" like a homeless bag lady with a se...
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