My Weekend with the Bun

This entry is dedicated to my beautiful friend Kelly, without whom I would be incomplete.

It sometimes happens with friends and loved ones that you are so soulfully connected you are able to intuitively give to each other exactly what is needed at exactly the right time. This weekend is one of those cases. With a big move from city to calm town in my near future, peaceful time by myself is what Kelly has given me.

After a sweaty session of Bikram yoga in the Mission I made my way up to Nob Hill to find a little white puff looking at me from under the bed. After spending some time talking to this little white puff, letting him know i'll be here for him while his love is away, and then stealing his affection with bits of broken crakers, I was feeling very well recieved. Next stop- the kitchen- where I found a jackpot of girl scout cookies, and then to the magical rooftop. Looking upon the lights of the city with my good friend Mary Jane I found myself filled with a calm feeling of unknowing what's just around the bend for me. It's a feeling I actually really enjoy, having faith, knowing I'm jumping off the cliff with no idea where I'll land, and doing it filled with trust in the greater good. There is no saying goodbye to this city, like a true friend we will remain supportive of each other. The time has come for me to meet my new friend, Berkeley.

A walk to Polk, a cup of coffee and some flan later I found the little white fluff greeting me at my feet. In such a loving mood we cuddled a bit and I practiced my talent of bunny hypnotism. So friendly was this little white fluff, on my trips back and forth, he could be heard hoppping along behind me, my bunny shadow. Even as I settled in to rest he could be seen standing on his hind legs beside the bed bidding me sweet dreams.

What a sweet dream this life truly is.

Foggy Bay Day

My dreams were very strange, the way I like them to be.
Each morning brings the same question: what will I do to awaken my soul today? Jogging usually pops up right away as an invigorating rush... Yoga will make me whole... Writing, talking, laughing will make me happy.

Soon my mind will wander towards the intention of my day and I'll close my eyes to find my deepest desire.

Today the word "closure" has come to me. The word carries a certain sadness, but more than that an exciting glimpse into a rebirth, a renewal, the unknown. Ahead of me will be some lonely times as I go on my own, I welcome those times and what the passing of those emotions will mean to my growth and understanding of self. Life is not meant for me to live dormantly, I am meant to shine!

I am happy to have danced with you. I am happy to dance alone.