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…also known as the Divine One is home….she was down in the lower property for two days…all sorts of paranoid scenarios had crossed my mind about her condition (the mind!)….and now Dear Divine Cielo is back and in Groove proximity.  She is sleeping in the big bed with Richard…lulled by the drone of the fan that lures me back to the horizontal for a few more hours of zzzzzzz…I have a class this morning…gonna need this rest….just so happy that Cielo is nearby…..

….life continues to unfold here in Mexico…one of our dogs (Manchas) is missing… our grey cay (Cielo) has not been home for two days…we have seen Federal Soldiers in ski masks chasing a white Ford Pickup….the pickup was going 80 miles per hour…the federales were on foot….we saw about 20 Federales arresting a suspect last night…again the Federales were wearing ski masks…our internet connection has been down for four days at our house…I am wearing leapard skin trousers today…I made a quite fabulous mirror last week…we have had some good rain…cutter ants attacked one of our rose bushes…and quite frankly…I LOVE MEXICO…the chaos and drama…the unparalleled vistas…the traffic…the Colonial buildings…our garden…our home..our love…Love and dig it all!  Our lives happen here in a big way…Glorious hugs to all

…energy is lifting here in this special Groove Scene.  Lots of work and creativity.  If I had my frickin' camera, I promise that I would show you.  Someone is coming out on Wednesday to help me look for it…she seems to think it is here.  We shall see…I am amidst getting a kick start going on the Gallery Construction…my oh my…I have to keep my lips sealed on some of these revelations…so I promise to step aside when it is time for all to be revealed. Now…send some vibes this way and get the cheerless porn hacker who weaseled his or her way into my sight and has been leaving some really sick comments on one of my blog postings…I reported it to the server and hopefully tomorrow with your vibrationally channeled juju we can sage the adolescent wanker out of these premises and get on with my navel gazing…..

…as soon as I can figure this out I will be changing the name of this blog…the new name:  Paisley Cowboy Annals…Jimmy Ray is officially retired from all duties or cahoots with me.  He is going into a self imposed life time seclusion which is well deserved.  Paisley Cowboy is a name that I have been toying with since the late 80's in Marin.  It has no esoteric meaning…just a happy name.  So until I can figure all of this out…could someone remind me not to have more than one glass of wine per evening…it is 3:52am and the sugar in the wine has awakened me…Richard is over in the bed sound asleep with our divine cat, Cielo….I am going to attempt to return to nocturnal/dream/rest soon… I wish you Sweet Dreams…..before I forget…the camera is still missing, but a woman whispered in my ear this evening, "Don't buy a new camera"…is it going to reappear?

…still dark outside…inside too…typing with the screen facing the keyboard so I can see…I knew I should have completed typing in summer school…but I hated going to class.  When it gets down to it…I must have some sort of learning disability that was never addressed…but that was then…what I can address is this bad lower back problem…stretch this morning…maybe take an anti-inflammatory pill….schedule some body work….etc..Slowly the day starts…Lolita is probably working with the chickens and donkeys before harvesting her mango tree before going to the dog park after picking her grand daughter up at cheer leading practice….Richard is still resting with the divine cat…I will work in the studio today and a young Mexican photographer is coming out to photograph….the clock now reads 7:00 am….get going, Anado!

…the Land of chaotically charged (cargado) Mexico City.  Richard arrives tomorrow afternoon and I came down to greet him.  The trip has been semi-unpleasant…my back is out.  I threw it out right before I visited Oklahoma City a few weeks back and it is not getting any better.  The plus side is that it has afforded me some alone time in Mexico City…I can disappear into the environs of cafes and people watching….and this I am enjoying.  My priorities need to be looked at closely and getting back to San Miguel will be a re-entry into the completion of the Gallery Space once known as the Chapel of Jimmy Ray and the continued adornment of Casa de Las Ranas.  I have been feeling tentative in moving on…but the moment shall be seized and progress is on the horizon….excitement ahead..so I will remember the Buddha within…watching….waiting…acting…..