The happiness in my hands and head is from tooling over the last week and painting and staining my hands and some leather, too!
I had a moment of panic today when I realized that we'd moved.
I keep forgetting - it feels like vacation
We have moved and I must let the sadness wave in and out like the wind.
Next week I begin yoga
Next week I begin organized meditation ( The Shambhala Center! )
I am aching for Los Angeles today in a way I wasn't prepared for, but I am completely OK with the discomfort and kind of sweetly thrilled by it: I loved that city more than I knew I did.
Ain't that something?
Love is never a bad thing, no matter the distance.