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saw melissa ferrick last week in montreal, it was amazing. The venue was so small and intimate, i felt like she was singing to us in my living room. bought a copy of her CD, had her sign it… what can i say! it’s great, she’s amazing… go see her!

life teaches you, you listen. you absorb. sometimes you back down from your beliefs as sometimes that’s what needs to happen. so, today, i’m backing down. have taken some stuff off, not sure what i’ll do in the future of freedom of expression. If you are interested in reading version 2 of kimizone, let me know and in time i’m sure there will be a version 2. It may continue here, or there. for now, it stops here. fluff for now

floating along in a bubble high above the earth

Life is full of abundance these days, so full i feel like i’m in a dream. (if i wake up, i’m going to be some pissed!). The most amazing thing happened over the weekend as a part of the continuing dream.

I found and bought an air stream trailer. She’s a 27′ beauty, of a vintage age 1974. Even the way it all unfolded was a story in itself.

I went online Friday doing my usual search, and found this on on kajiiji, somewhere i’ve never considerd looking. Was actually looking for montreal air stream dealers, as i figured if i had the dream, i may as well actually step in side of one!

One of the first links googled was an ad, and after 3 years of checking out the older ones, knew this was a sweet deal. Made arrangements with the fellow (who turns out to be a pretty well known musician in the US, Ray Bonneville) to see it outside of montreal. We got a little lost, but this lovely farmer stopped and helped us. Rounded a corner and there she was, parked beside a lovely pond on the grounds of an amazing home.

The home actually belongs to a Canadian actor (foster someone… i was too shy to ask when he said he was an actor… he looks familiar, and it’s going to haut me till i figure it out!), and his artist wife http://www.susanvalyi.com/ (who’s work is stunning, we had a little studio tour…. telling you the whole thing was like a dream).

Fell in love right then and there, she’s a beauty. Deffinatly needs some work, but it’s more the blank canvas kind of work, than major structural. For now she’s going to be parked in the yard, many plans afloat, then who knows in the future, route 66 here i come.

taking a break, writing only fulff for now

lovely evening spent between 4 ample bosoms

Not sure what i ever did in my life to deserve such loving, but loving i got in spades of late. My ottawa wives decended for a mid week visit last night, and it turned into a big old love fest. 

WE went for a long walk in the forest with the dogs when they first arrived, then we cracked open some wine and had a most amazing evening. Full of laughter, heart to heart conversation, good food… the simple luxury of time spent together.

Jan brought some kind of face ironouter thingie (nu skin), she did my nails… toes and fingers, and joanie rubbed my hands all over with lotion, spoilt and pampered doesn’t even come close to describing.

With all the stuff that’s gone on since april, i have only seen them once over the summer, not enough for sure. I’m left with such a great feeling this morning, of being blessed to have two such lovely women in my life. They love and get me, i them.

Dylan got his first tatoo… my baby’s virginal skin.

As he’s studying to be a chef, he felt this was a good start to his tatoo collection. 

English translation: I cook for sex

Course that’s what he thinks it says, who knows since french is our other language!

the amazing feeling of waking up with a bright light inside my heart

Had a lovely walk in the woods yesterday, the first all summer. There’s this amazing forest not far from the house that i discovered last year, that we (friends and dogs) or just i and dog loved to go to pretty much every day. Then in typical canadian fashion, the second it gets really nice, the mosquitos come out in droves. Not to be out done by them, we tried to run it, walk it fast, but pretty much gave up after a few attempts.

Now that the summer is winding down, so are the bugs, I decided to see if it was do-able again, even though we are having really hot weather. To my utter delight, it was. 

I was in heaven, have missed it so. The walk was a real welcome back kind of feeling. I have deb’s dog for the week, and if dogs could smile, he had the biggest one on ever. Last year when she got him, he had been a city dog, never ran off leash. I remember well the first times we took him, he took to it immediatly, like he’d been running the trails for his whole life.

It was green, fresh, sun speckled, quiet, earthy smelling and simply magical.

sunlight glistening through the cobwebs, shimmering fragility 

This is one of the pictures i dug out of the boxes for the 70’s party. We were suppose to bring pictures of ourselves from that decade. It’s a picture of me and my fellow forestry classmates/teacher during a end of year camp we did. There was a forest fire in the area and we ended up being recruited to fight it. It was exhausting and dirty work, but we totally enjoyed ourselves, and the adventure of it.

I use to love the boys, was one of three girls in the whole forestry program. Was always one of the boys, and all my friends were boys…. so often ponder on why it took me 39 years to figure out the dyke part?

uh… duh

we have those poetry fridge magnets. With a house full o boys, the messages are typically pretty rude, but as i was limping around cooking my supper tonight, i spotted one that was worth noting:

be never moon but a goddess

The three things we crave most in life; happiness, freedom, peace of mind, are always attained by giving them to someone else.

Have been thinking a lot these days of give and take. The experience with peter has shifted some things in me.

One of the things i walked away with is a huge warm and fuzzy feeling about the whole experience in terms of the giving. I recieved so much myself from the act of my giving to him. All the things he gave back to me during the process were also simply huge. 

The other piece i walked away with is more acceptance and appreciation of some things, less acceptance and tollerance of others. 

Unfortunatly my high maintenance drama queen friend, k,  is one that’s on the recieving end of less acceptance and appreciation. We had a talk the week peter died, and i asked her for some time apart. Never had to do that in a friendship.  Something shifted in me during the time away. 

Some of the shift had to do with experiencing a level of support and giving from other friends during that time. And the other part of the shift was a realization that our friendship is not a friendship but something more like a dysfunctional primary relationship. 

I really like her, enjoy her company. We have a lot of laughs, know each other to the core, and have had many an adventure. So i know i want to put back the friendship for those things. I’m just not sure how to put it back without the other that seems to come along with it. 

So i continue to take some space and ponder.