It’s all I’m in charge of…be the light, the rest is between them & god

Made from wisdom, not of wounds.

When outsourcing your peace to someone else’s growth potential keeps smacking you in the face, maybe just maybe it’s time to listen to your nervous system.

Whilst the vibrant and spirited display of fandom isn’t seen, its vibe, carried over from bold winds is still compelling from this not-so-roaring side of the river.

Because somewhere amongst the half dozen votives I’m covered for the week

And the documenter because there were many things planned & documented over the weekend (not including my great fall)

No doubt from a place of generosity to tangible delight and a celebratory moment to cherish.

And the perpetual motion in a metropolis that grapples with taking a vow of silence.

And her uncanny heed with celebrity life.

There must be something in the air.