these texts are an archive of my life in the San Francisco Bay Area from march 2007 - march 2015. it stands as a record of close to a decade of my life, charting the struggles i faced as an artist, daughter, and lover. messy and chaotic at times, eloquent and poetic at others, these texts are an index i am proud of. it was here in this electric box that i learned how to be honest about my experiences and the person i needed to become. it was here that i first learned the truism that words make the world and how to trust such a beautiful, rife, hard fact.
Dec 14, 2009
ahhhhhhhh...
i can't even say much about it other than i am currently rolling around in the ecstatic warmth of entirely unexpected kindnesses and joys like a dog in the grass. rolling rolling rolling with my tongue lolling out, enjoying every second, every blade of happiness. and it shakes loose a huge tremble of gratitude. a sweeping surge that has lent me eyes to see and ears to hear and i am as wide open as a hungry baby bird, excited for everything and sucking in the cold, crisp air and the massive beauty that tumbles down, free and unrestricted, without fear or doubt. friendship and love and appreciation and art and all the gentle gentle things than creep up softly. rolling rolling rolling like a dog in the grass and i'll go on this way for as long as i can hold on to it. this weekend was the most amazing little two-day stretch i've had in years. oh, life is gorgeous sometimes.
Labels:
beauty,
friendship,
gratitude,
happiness,
personal,
personal growth
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