want

i want to see a piece of art that moves me, the way gustav klimt's 'tree of life' did, when i stumbled upon it.

i want to ride a bicycle and take a canal tour through the tulip fields of the netherlands.

i want celine/jesse (before sunrise/before sunset) type of relationship conversations and magic.

i want to eat something that is so amazing that i remember what it tastes like, years later. (cayman islands lobster cicra 1995)

i want a dance like 'the one' dance with hugo. where every step was offered and delivered in that perfect state of mind.

i want to wonder new city and see something i didn't know was there. like the park filled with cats, in buenos aires.
 
i want to remember happiness and joy. so i will go out and look for it.

i want to make out, like i did with 'tent boy'. where we both pull away giggling, because we both know how magical it was. and we want to do it again.

i want to live in another new place.

i want to meet a stranger that moves me to tears. like the boy in goya, outside the church.

i want to feel as strong as i did after that weight lifting class i did with donna. where i could move mountains.

i want to see a performance like the one in vegas with victor. pure, childlike joy.

i want to walk into a room, and own it. (with outfit, shoes, look and attitude to match)

i want to be in a building like the bathhouse in budapest. in awe of a structure and atmosphere.

i want to design and help build my/a house.

i want to perform a dance that i am amazing at.

i want to know what other countries and cities smell like.

i want to learn to cook my own curry or mole.

i want to be surprised... by something or someone.

i want less fear and more float.

games

had 9 kids in the shop yesterday for about 2 hours playing 'battleship' and 'connect four'. i think i might have a new career in an 'after school program'. what fun!

thugs

sometimes my friends are thugs and sometimes they don't come home.
i miss you tony.

things that happen here

my feet are almost always dirty.
i can shower outside.
most people don't wear shirts or shoes and are still served.
dogs are welcome. and i haven't seen a service dog.
no one seems to have allergies.
buying feminine products at the corner store never seems embarrassing.
i can wear the same cloths for a week and no one treats me differently.
someone else can wear the same cloths for a week and i don't treat them differently.
unrefrigerated eggs are the only kind.
sweaty cheeks kisses happen more often than not.
i eat outside 99% of the time.
my friends tell me it's worth it to cross the boarder illegally to have more money for their family.
most 'street' dogs have homes.
i have seen more than 8 funeral processions in 9 months.
i have friends that want revenge for a murdered cousin. i hope he comes home.
kids play outside more than inside. sticks and sand are toys.
there are a lot of old people. most are men.
i don't see car seats.
people don't use seatbelts.
we drink in the street.
we J-walk.
we don't have 'walk' and 'don't walk' signs. and we are still alive.
there are no stop signs.
some of my friends have dirt floors in their houses, thatched roofs and outdoor kitchens.
people smile often.
people laugh before any other reaction.
pitbulls are kind.
some poodles are really mean.
i don't always pick up my dog's poop. and it's ok.
loud music is best shared with your neighbors.
roosters do not have an internal clock.
it is fun to sit on a street corner for no reason.
relaxing is encouraged.
when people work. they work very hard.
touching people is a given.
saying hello to everyone you see is normal.
walking seems to be the most effecient mode of transportation.
i shop everyday at a corner store for my meal(s).
street food has not made me sick. ceasar salad at a restaurant has.
news is sometimes broadcast from a stereo attached to the top of a car.
yoga taught in spanish is a lot like yoga taught in english.
there are lots of critters.

... off the grid

i haven't been writing. even though i have been grateful every day... i have not felt the need to record it. not sure if this is a phase and i will come back or... i'm done. time will tell.

all is well in mexico. after 6 months down here and a trip back home... i am where i am supposed to be. mexico fits.

love

i am thankful for april and her generous nature. tonight after pizza, wine and birthday mousse i got to see april's teenage son give her a hug goodnight. "night ma. i love you." "i love you, too." such a sweet sweet moment. i admire her parenting and friendship.

birthday

this year... my best gift was telling important people in my life, "i love you!" i am grateful for leslie, beth and all those that wished me a happy happy birthday. woo hoo!!! 37 is awesome!