9 Moons Ago

Within a smattering of days of being home, I realize how much the politics of this country have shaped such a huge debt and depression, that out of it there is growing a groundswell of art and music that are quite inspiring. I’ve been out of the country far too long. But, coming home with a fresh perspective, I can see that people are not afraid to speak out for their needs. It’s a revolution not unlike that of the 1960s, to my uneducated eyes. I could be wrong, but that is the sense that I have… I believe this country and it’s people are not too far gone that we can’t pull ourselves and our environment back from the brink of demise.

Even if you don’t celebrate it, happy Spring, solstice, happy party time! I’m doing really well and hop(e) that you are too!

After I returned home, I was pretty much house-bound for the week because of a bruised left foot. Talk about frustrating! I am now healing well, and got out for a walk in the wonderfully cool weather. The sun was shining brightly and I just drank everything in…*big super sigh*
I even walked down to the old willow tree of my childhood days and the creek where we used to float popsicle stick boats. I am feeling whole, more and more all the time.
I am looking forward to the warmth of Spring. And I played the piano..so good to be home.