holding tight to these hugs
until the next time
“Interacting face to face to face
with different destinations.
Everybody keeps racing
in this fast-paced nation.
I AM ALIVE IN Los Angeles
The neon crowns glow
above the City of Angels,
haze hovers after another
nuclear sunset, I love it all.
it was very difficult to say goodbye to these three lovely women.
we had all grown so close to each other during THE ARRIVAL retreat.
phyllis was the first to leave the villa magnolia nest.
it was sad to see her suitcase ready-to-go on the landing.
breathing.
that amazing built-in tool that reflects
or can even guide the way we feel.
our breaths often come in spasms when we’re crying,
quicken and shorten when we’re feeling stressed.
shallow breathing tends to limit our abilities,
both physically and mentally.
have you taken the time to
experience true magic lately?
tuesday evening, eric and i decided to do just that.
we walked along the dark paths of the secret garden,
lit only by one mesmerizing sight.
the magical dance of hundreds of fireflies.
i never owned a kate spade handbag.
i never even watched one of anthony bourdain’s shows.
but i was well aware of both of them.
and suicide too has been well within my awareness.
when i was 15 years old, 40 long years ago,
i wrote a suicidal note of my own.
as i mentioned last week, i’ve been experiencing
an incredible high following my retreat.
lately it’s been a literal whirlwind
of spectacular events taking place.
because today i have even more exciting news to share . . .
my nationality was already half-italian,
but now i am officially an ITALIAN CITIZEN!!
last thursday, for the first time since september 2012, i missed writing-and-sending my weekly blog post. the very first time in almost 6 years!
for those of you who missed my words, thank you. i sincerely appreciate your support.
i think i had a pretty good excuse though.
i’ve been busy busy busy this week, preparing for my retreat participants.
on sunday, i will welcome three wonderful women who are flying to italy from the united states.
and a fourth wonderful woman (a local italian i’m calling my “day camper”) will also be joining us for the 11 hours of group coaching.
vendesi. affittasi.
these two (very sad-in-this-case) italian words greeted us when we tried to eat dinner at our favorite pizzeria last saturday.
the parking lot was roped off. the interior was dark.
vendesi. affittasi.
for sale. for rent.
we were, quite literally, stunned.
