I went to a surprise birthday party last night for someone who is turning 55. Standing in the darkened room waiting for him to drive up, I listen to the whispers: “How old is Frank?” “55” “Oh he’s young.” “Just starting out.” I thought about my friend who is 58 and turning 59 next year. She’s so young and just starting out. I wondered about this thing called age and time. Right now I am crawling…
My niece is extraordinary. We call her Miracle Baby because she was born 1.9 oz and survived – no thrived – and now she’s in her second year of college. She’s a big strong girl!
I opened six bottles of 2000 Bordeaux only to find out all of them were corked – another casualty of Katrina – fucking bitch. And I had lunch with a friend outside on this gorgeous late December day and talked about all my hopes and dreams and she spoke of hers – and together we concluded that we will manage our life better and we will open our hearts to possibilities and soon all that…
Sometimes the very act of communicating can change a so so day into an extraordinary day and so it is that I found myself able to rise above the here and now and focus on what’s to come – the greatness that awaits me – the love that is yet to be unleashed from my heart – the joy that I haven’t known yet.
Last night I went to meet friends for drinks and wound up coming back home and working on a vision board for 2008 on the other window with G till 4 in the morning. This one is filled with positive momentum and desire. We burned copious things written about our past that we want to move beyond – our burning ritual is becoming addictive. Then we ate two hot dogs each and went to bed.…
For my friends with children right now, there is no time to navel gaze and contemplate their lives – they are in the thick of it – survival is what we call it in the trenches. But for some of my friends they are doing big things with their lives – in the process of doing full time jobs, they are redoing a house, participating in Burning Man, organizing something special for neighborhood kids, and…
What’s the biggest lesson I have ever learned in my life? I would say this simple saying, “Life is not about being comfortable. The meaning of life is to live it.” Yet many people seek their comfort zone and look for order to structure their chaos. What if you let chaos rule and see where that takes you – within reason of course – but what if you lived life to its absolute fullest and self…
What if I am in your life because I was meant to be here to fall in love with you and what if you are in my life to love me and what if all the meaning in the world that can be wrested is that we love greatly one another?