I had forgot how it is to be relaxedI had forgot how you feel tired when you relax
I had forgot what it was like to let things drift.
We are back from having a short break in France.
Two great days.
Aware that many humans never have a short break
never have the pleasure of breaking away from routine.
I am eternally grateful.
We had great time and when we returned to Wilson Mansions.
I was different.
I think that means relaxed.
I guess that means it has done me/Joan good.
I have been away doing gigs and stuff.
But we have never been chilled since our USA trip over the new year.
I even seemed chilled about 260 emails in my inbox
instead of the normal 100/160.
and the good thing is,
I have a Bank Holiday week-end to catch up.
Just been on Skype to a hotel in NYC,
speaking live to Sheila.
She asked to see Zig but he was out on the town.
The weather has been so bad that it has delayed her shoots.
She returns a day later - Monday.
I don't know when we will see her,
maybe when Dana is here from Canada.
Dana would like to go to Canterbury and Joy lives that way.
I must call and collect my two new pairs of Converse All-Stars - hey hey.
(If you wear them - did you know you can put them in the washing machine,
cold wash, and they turn into brand new ones!!)
Talking about cyber contact,
Richard has now found worthwhile employment in the US,
working in a homeless shelter in Seattle. Good on you Richard.
You will be a blessing and bBlessed also.
Tomorrow, after Church, we will go into London town to have a meal with Sheila,
the other one.
Joan will be away with her Mother when it is her birthday so we are having a
small gathering of three to celebrate her day.
We are going to a fish restaurant, never been before, and looking forward to seeing 'Little She'.
Monday it is Bank Holiday but I will need to flick the power switch back on,
and get back to sorting the mess out called 'life' !!
I jest - I love life.
I seem to have little admin logjams,
but life is so exhilarating and on the edge - uncomfortable.
Growth does not reside in a place called comfortable,
I want to be there ......................
I would like to thank you for being there.
Being there means I don't feel alone in my churning thoughts.
Being alone as I work it all out,
fumble, stumble, peer, breathe, be and become.
I believe you are beautiful,
from surface to core.
Everything beneath the mask.
Especially in uncertainty,
in vulnerability,
in your specialness,
uniqueness,
beauty-full-ness .....................
