Wednesday, June 30, 2004
The Watermark is upside down. It's a budget resume for a job selling sunglasses at baseball games. This is a possible future reality. The money sounds good, as do the hours. Maybe I will be a go-go dancer. Anyway. I have made it back to Boulder safe and sound, with Boris and my beloved car, the everlasting green tank. School starts in 13 days now and I am getting excited for the imminent mental and kinesthetic focus and training. Yay school. This past week I participated in a hip hip dance intensive in BOulder...I devoted about 5 hours a day to learning Rep pieces and breaking and locking moves. My heart is definitely drawn to locking...who knew. I learned a ton about accenting my movements and feel like I hear the music better than I ever have before. So, the learning was great, but the company--mostly teenie boppers and one middle-aged woman with a troubled marriage, left something to be desired. Nonetheless, nonetheless. The past couple of days I have been hanging out in the mountains with Boris, who is housesitting this beautiful custom designed mountain home. complete with housecat. The energy in the house is super clean and the view renders the soul peaceful. I like it there. My own living situation is changing. I signed a lease on a house in the canyon yesterday. The common space is huge and my room is very petite, but one whole wall is a window. ahhhhh...and outside there is a hot tub overlooking the rushing creek and a trampoline. The yard is natural undergrowth in the shade of huge trees and the mountain, which rises up from the back of the house. picnic table, sundeck, big kitchen space...what more could a girl ask for. I'm pleased.
That is all for now. If any of you still read this, yay. hello to you. Blessings.
That is all for now. If any of you still read this, yay. hello to you. Blessings.
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
From Key West. Boris and I met up here on Monday. Certainly an adventure. There are so many stories, but what I am writing for right now is to let folks know that there has been a rerouting. Instead of driving straight back to Boulder, we are taking the coast up to New York. I want to go to Omega and to see friends up there (YAY!) and Boris wouldn't mind seeing the family again and catching a show. So, tonight we are heading out and up, in the old green tank. She's a strong car, she is. And we should be in the city by Friday. exciting. deep breath, please send blessings to my car. and to us. see you soon, those of you around. Love.
Thursday, June 03, 2004
This morning I was responsible. I got my annual prodding and poking, with all the extras. safety first.
Then I made pancakes and shared them with my incoming housemate, Aaron and my outgoing housemate, Laura. Good yummy fun.
I found a cheap ticket home and am flying out tomorrow to go home to retrieve my car. Oh, the rest of the story? Well, here's the plan: I fly into Ft. Lauderdale, where Hart is going to pick me up. We'll hang out and then on Saturday I am going to do a shoot for his Hammock store, Nicamaka, modeling some of their robes and hammock stuff. Saturday evening my mom picks me up in Miami Beach and I hang out at home with the folks for a day and half, check out the car, maybe see some friends at home. Then Monday, Boris arrives into Key West by bus from Atlanta. This is a little crazy, I know, but it worked out and I am always up for an adventure. So, we'll hang out in the keys for a couple of days together, then go see the crazies in Miami Beach, then through the everglades and over to Naples to my Grandparents house, which is empty, for a few days of hanging out by the pool and cooking yummy food together in their huge kitchen. Then up we go, all the way back to Boulder in my old beat up mercedes. I pray that all with go well and that I find a stereo for my car before I leave Cayo Hueso.
Last night I went to an advanced hip-hop class that was all about west coast breaking. That was a challenge, but I think I did okay. I didn't fall or anything.
I can't wait to begin my mini-adventure tomorrow. insatiable, I tell you.
Love to all.
Then I made pancakes and shared them with my incoming housemate, Aaron and my outgoing housemate, Laura. Good yummy fun.
I found a cheap ticket home and am flying out tomorrow to go home to retrieve my car. Oh, the rest of the story? Well, here's the plan: I fly into Ft. Lauderdale, where Hart is going to pick me up. We'll hang out and then on Saturday I am going to do a shoot for his Hammock store, Nicamaka, modeling some of their robes and hammock stuff. Saturday evening my mom picks me up in Miami Beach and I hang out at home with the folks for a day and half, check out the car, maybe see some friends at home. Then Monday, Boris arrives into Key West by bus from Atlanta. This is a little crazy, I know, but it worked out and I am always up for an adventure. So, we'll hang out in the keys for a couple of days together, then go see the crazies in Miami Beach, then through the everglades and over to Naples to my Grandparents house, which is empty, for a few days of hanging out by the pool and cooking yummy food together in their huge kitchen. Then up we go, all the way back to Boulder in my old beat up mercedes. I pray that all with go well and that I find a stereo for my car before I leave Cayo Hueso.
Last night I went to an advanced hip-hop class that was all about west coast breaking. That was a challenge, but I think I did okay. I didn't fall or anything.
I can't wait to begin my mini-adventure tomorrow. insatiable, I tell you.
Love to all.
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
Ahh...that moment of change, the in between time when everything is delicately imbalanced. It was a long and tenuous moment. I was afraid of the unknown, of decision. of my own sneaky indecision. I held my breath. Then, when I couldn't hold myself in place any longer, I just let go, I spoke my heart. And it was peaceful. So peaceful I was...well, what was I...pleasantly humbled and reassured. I have never experienced such a balanced, empowered and empowering, beautiful, loving, sincere transition from lovers to friends. And there are always waves of emotion. But, I know now that there is such a distinct and important difference in the way people relate to each other depending on how centered they are, whether they feel strong and powerful, where they're coming from...a place of hurt and need or a place of love and trust. foundation of self. So now, the scales have righted themselves and I have found my feet. and my breath. and my heart. and even a friend, eventually I know.
Saturday I danced to Kan'nal, this amazing group of people I have been blessed to meet. Their band is blowing up and it is so exciting to be in the midst of the process. I would love to be a part of their creative, spiritual, musical, theatrical, sustainable movement. But, just hanging out and doing headstands and singing morning ragas is good, too. Then after their concert I headed over to another party that my housemate Brock put together and danced for another many hours, until 6 in the morning, with two hours of serving beer to interesting and not too drunk or sloppy people. nice. By sunrise I was dancing on the floor I was so sleepy. Incidentally, I met a girl who grew up in Key West there. Joann, class of 98. didn't recognize her at all, but it was wonderful to make that connection. And she's cool, maybe we'll be friends.
Sunday was spent in Boris' studio with Kan'nal working on their promo video and helping him prepare for his trip to Atlanta, where he is performing a rock opera (the project that I was working on with him these past weeks). It was a busy night and monday morning, with only a caffeinated catnap. This morning I drove him to the airport and now have his car for a week. So, that is nice. Although I do like riding my bike, too.
So, today I napped and ate salad and tempura and talked to my parents. and I think it is time for sleep again.
Aloha.
Saturday I danced to Kan'nal, this amazing group of people I have been blessed to meet. Their band is blowing up and it is so exciting to be in the midst of the process. I would love to be a part of their creative, spiritual, musical, theatrical, sustainable movement. But, just hanging out and doing headstands and singing morning ragas is good, too. Then after their concert I headed over to another party that my housemate Brock put together and danced for another many hours, until 6 in the morning, with two hours of serving beer to interesting and not too drunk or sloppy people. nice. By sunrise I was dancing on the floor I was so sleepy. Incidentally, I met a girl who grew up in Key West there. Joann, class of 98. didn't recognize her at all, but it was wonderful to make that connection. And she's cool, maybe we'll be friends.
Sunday was spent in Boris' studio with Kan'nal working on their promo video and helping him prepare for his trip to Atlanta, where he is performing a rock opera (the project that I was working on with him these past weeks). It was a busy night and monday morning, with only a caffeinated catnap. This morning I drove him to the airport and now have his car for a week. So, that is nice. Although I do like riding my bike, too.
So, today I napped and ate salad and tempura and talked to my parents. and I think it is time for sleep again.
Aloha.
