..Tuesdays could get so windy
and Wednesdays were so Trendy
Thursdays were on the Mark
like Fridays on a lark
and Saturdays when the wind was missed
on Sundays with a lingering kiss
I loved all of the above
and it's Monday and I am still in Love….

…somebody please remind me not to take this life for granted.  And so be it…'cuz today I am 62.  I am sitting here in the apartment with Richard on this foggy day.  We are going out to Marin today to celebrate with friends…it is going to be a long day.  Being that it is my birthday…I have turned over a new leaf and this new leaf tells me to watch my tongue…I am feeling a bit weird about this gathering today.  Last friday night we went out to dinner with a group…Anado had a martini and two beers…quite out of the blue, one of my friend starts a conversation about how Anado had forgotten her birthday and had not acknowledged her at the wedding of Anado and Richard….to be quite honest I just forgot…I know I can be selfish…but this was an honest slip of forgetfulness….so I need to take a step back and acknowledge her pain and move on…this too shall pass… as they say!  So what happened last Friday was a lesson…remember thyself, Anado…as Gurjieff would say…but while I am reminding myself of myself….Remember those friends that surround me…

Who is this person?  If anyone has a clue…clue me in….

…it certainly is a big thing we have going here.  Moving across the planet like I did last evening in the airplane gives  amorphous definition to that which is mystical and mysterious.  When I looked down from above to the cities all lit with traffic movement…houses aglow…neon…halogen…everything lit up like a new kind of jewelry…then the absolute spaces of darkness…the occasional sentinel of light…there was no perspective for me because there was nothing to focus on…it just was…and you know it continues to be…it just is…and it is always changing…I marvel at how much San Francisco has changed since I first came here years ago…I found myself today standing in front of huge cooler or freezer filled with what seemed like hundreds of shrimp ready to be eaten…and gazing at aisle upon aisle of the best food one could imagine and the store was filled with young mothers or professionals and all of us were surrounded by a parking lot filled to the brim with really REALLY big SUV's…I though there was a recession going on?  Well maybe not in Mill Valley….  This all confuses me…this world view…because from where is this viewing of the world taking place?  Is it similar to that non focal point last night in the airplane?  Do I sound confused or just out of focus…like the whole world viewed by millions of different focal points and the only relation is the difference and the absolute inability to define the Mystery in words?
…whew!!!!!

…I just had to include this photo of me in the Mexico City Airport…Patrice gave me this mask for my birthday.  Richard just had to calm my "high maintenance ass" down because I could not access the wifi…Goddess Be Blessed for bringing Richard into my life…so I am on my way North…a bit cooled down already in this air-conditioning…Love to All!

…winds its way through my veins and lubricates this bone and skin and feeds my awareness with gobbles of groove juice as I embrace this Life.  Tomorrow I head for the States for two weeks.  It will be divine to see Richard and spend time with friends.  I look forward to a walk on the beach and to nestle in with the green hills that defined my existence for all those years with my leaf blower, lawn mower, pruning shears, and lust for Living.  I am so utterly grateful for this Life…this gift of land and funkiness that Richard and I have created here in La Cieneguita is such grand treat.  Gracias, Dios, por todo!  I will miss all of our critters, but Carlos, Martina, and Transito will look after things.  Viva Mexico!  Viva la Vida!  Gracias a la Vida!