Today is a beautiful day, morning, afternoon and evening. I woke up went to the most amazing yoga class. My body wanted to move it wanted to twist. I shook and sweated each minute was amazing.
This weekend has been quiet for me on the North Shore. I dyed my hair again and met my new hairdresser Tonya. I loved the way she highlighted it. I've been searching for a colourist like her since I moved here two years ago.
My voice is not fearful and I feel still ... this weekend my mind had many thoughts crossing through it. I feel sad for Rob ... his brother is missing. Currently we still do not know where he is ... I hope he is safe and just needed a vacation from life for bit.
Another week of work is still starting tomorrow morning, it's back to the regular routine, back to my desk. My mind wants to be creative ... I want to run free.
The smell of baked cookies fills my home, I am trying to make more lunch snacks for the myself and buy less processed foods.
I also trying to find a yoga retreat ... still looking forward to Paris. I dream of Paris at night, cheeses, littles and boat cruises down the Seine. I dream of love.
New Year
Rumi wants Love
He wants to feel my body tonight
He speaks to me,
his voice is not the voice of fear
but of compassion and empathy
Our extensive relationship is complex
The duration spans 13 years
I love Rumi, for the man he became and is
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