Tuesday, August 31, 2010

[The Wild Blue Yonder.]

My life has become the equivalent of a spirited banjo twang.
Or the feel of closed eyes and listening ears as a breeze passes over warm skin.
Or the pleasant blur of mountain and cloud.
I'm telling you...
This past month has been chock full of sweet reverberations and soulful swooning over people in all kinds of places. Never a dull moment. Never a missed beat. Enough memorable moments to fill an eternity, yet this timeline continues on. I'm unsure I've ever been so positive that this place in my life is fully inhabitable and so perfectly crafted to suit my every need, whim, and/or growth spurt.
You'll hear this from me often, but I must say...
These people have astounded me.
Everyone-- volunteers, visitors, guests, strangers.
I simply adore the space that I find myself in.
It's like finding the ideal soundtrack to life--
Everything has such a harmony to it.
So many meticulous, yet spontaneously original, changes in key to keep it all as lively as can be.
Life just...feels...good.