Moving Stillness

Awake in the wee hours of the morning but happy and grateful and all that good stuff.  Having a fantasy about starting a raw foods restaurant with some other crazed raw foodist in my Oregon town.  Ani Phyo is currently my hero and I dream of living in the raw food mecca of southern California.

A friend went to a Christian rock concert in Texas with her 16 year old son.  She's come a long way from our 80's new wave wild party days in Denver.  Me too- my idea of rocking out is to meditate or drink a Superfoods smoothie and  dance around in my kitchen listening to Larissa Stowe sing 'Amma' or a techno dance version of the Heart Sutra.  

My kitchen is becoming a raw food oasis in the midst of my formerly depressed life.  How absolutely radical is that.  I see photos of raw folks and they look ridiculously happy.  I am happy when I meditate and write and walk and eat raw food. Who could ask for more.

And... there is a gorgeous white vintage Thunderbird in mint condition that lives down on Amazon.  I think it's from the 1950's.  What a car!