Waiting to go dancing. We're going to San Francisco tonight which in Oakland everyone refers to as the city. Even though Oakland is pretty city to me. This is what I do! Meet gorgeous women to dress up with and go be fabulous. Last weekend we were in San Jose, made tons of friends around the pool table and on the dance floor. Mo killed it on stage, later I did body work on Sage for no other reason then her energy was full of love and I wanted to support it, and the ittybitty baby she's got growing inside. Dory, Kristen, Mo and I dared each other to dress in ridiculous tiny outfits and pretend to be synchronised swimmers at the outdoor pool. I mean tiny. We did it, laughing while I hissed straight-faces, straight-faces the whole time.
More than anything I am having fun. It makes me giggle to think that this is my life, how lucky I am. But then I think, I'm not lucky at all I chose this. Any one could. Anyone at all. Just allow for the wonder of the moment to guide your way: it sounds silly and self-helpy but there really is no other way to put this reality. Just show up, eager to dig on the experience. Grateful you get to.
This keeps me from the obvious, for the most part...the I wonder where I will end up? Everyone here is in transition. Dory's home from 9 months on the road in South America not sure where she and her man will go, Jon's moving out Tuesday and Mo left her pad last week. Ale gave up her place and is staying with her ma. Who knows? I will continue to show up grateful for the experience, trusting in the alchemy of the process. Gratitude and no expectations other than digging on whatever life has to bring.
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