Dancing, Listening, Laughing so hard that I can barely breathe. Loving the same way. Spirit. Playing. Honor in that which I do. Did I say dancing? A giant flower. Elevating those around me. Elevating myself. Community. Glitter and other sparkly things. Lying in bed on a Sunday morning making out till afternoon. Celebrating accheivements..yours and mine. Holding hands. Abundant Sugar. Looking inward. Sunrise. Walking my dog. Burning Man. Playing with fire. Passion. The Do Lab. Loving someone so much you want to bite them. Shaping space. Life as a prayer. Men who cook for me. The process not the end result. Creating beauty in environments. Living as fully expressed as I can and supporting you in doing the same. Eliminating pain. Supporting exquisite creation.
"...they danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!""
That song that is created out in the middle of the playa at sunrise...when all the music combines into one song that you just know you have heard somewhere before. George Sarah. Dave Matthews. Rara Avis is an amazing composer. Brian Seed.Random Rab. I love most any music that is dripping with soul. The kind of music that just simply has to come out of the person who created it.
Hero. 1 Giant Leap. American Beauty. What the @#$% do we know? What Dreams May Come? As Good as it Gets. Amelie. Moulin Rouge. The secret.
Not usually.
Just about anything by Tom Robbins. Memoirs of a Geisha. The Four Agreements. Rumi. Whitman. Rilke. The Invitation is a stellar read. The Alchemist.
Myself. You. God. Wait...aren't those all the same?