One thing to do if feeling blue


Been feeling blue: part of it is astrological I think, part of it is me missing my boyfriend, definitely dreading the winter (somehow I always think I am going to enjoy it like girls in brightly-colored knits in sports catalogues – having the right gear can certainly help, but somehow that Vail Ski Bunny theme/experience hasn’t panned out for me), and being around some crazy people lately.

So, something that has helped me time and again. Write what I love for three minutes everyday. So, here goes:

I love watermelons (I used to not love watermelons), I love the color of the sky at sunset, I love fresh air, I love the ocean, I love stories that take place in the mid-west, I love lettuce, I love rice, sunflower seeds, and lentils all cooked together, I love bananas, I love how I feel when I practice yoga everyday, I love how I look when I practice yoga everyday, I love to write, I love singing, I love performing, I love painting, I love poetry, I love kisses, I love my friends, I love my coffee cup, I love the sound of birds singing, I love raccoons, I love apples, I love apples and cheese, I love mozzerella and basil and olive oil, I love olive oil, I love tomatoes, I love organic tomatoes, I love cooking dinner

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I'm a rock-n-roller poet who left the Big Apple for the Big Sky Desert where I've been letting it be and grooving with universal love, singing to the gods, dancing with the muses and bicycling with dreamtime messengers. I like altering my reality through imagination, movement, breath, and makin' stuff.

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