if the buddha dated
so these days
i wake up in a house i share with two wonderful women, who are quickly becoming admirable role models.
i ride my bicycles to school. although this morning, i rode my roommates blue and white town cruising beauty, and it felt so different (baskets and saddle-springs).
i hangout with noah and we experiment with raw foods. kale + fruit smoothies and banana cacao mousse and carrot-orange-lemon zest cashew cream topping and salads. i stop by and open his fridge when hes at yoga and eat spoonfuls of our chilled raw carrot cake and take a good look at the three-tier backyard garden and leave again. i hangout with justin and have rehydrating conversations. amar does a little tai chi when he thinks im not looking while we talk, about everything, nevada city, fasting, and visiting him in china. i stay up late in my kitchen, stretching and talking with my roommates. relationships, the future, sprout bread, neti pots, international relations, kayaking.
i spend time with zak and we learn how to be best friends.
every morning i immediately drink a large glass of water while looking out over the pasture with the horse down the hill or into the foggy cloud that has set in to our backyard, having caught itself up in the branches of our apple tree and the twigs of the blackberry bushes.
i feel comfortable teasing my african politics professor because he laughs like a friend.
i leave notes tucked away between spokes and on handlebars of my friends bicycles and secretly hope every time i go to unlock mine that a new one will be waiting for me.
i wave to new acquaintences around town and on campus from the bicycle learning center, the bike library, and green wheels.
our school is small, im gauranteed to get at least one smile on the way to class each morning, even when im running late.
when i decide i want to meet people, i go right up and ask them their names.
when the sun is actually shining outside, homework stays inside, while i stay outdoors on my feet or my saddle. and around here, thats actually a viable excuse for not having studied, "professor zerbe...it was sunny yesterday afternoon, you know it."
i look forward to events like "stuff your painted face" checkpoint bike race and Arts Arcata and sitting out in the sunshine (lawning).
i miss my family.
these days, i have a baby sister who has a cell phone.
i taught her how to walk, i helped her learn to eat solid foods,
who does she think she is getting a cell phone?
she's growing up 700 miles away from me
and so my heart leaps as the calendar days fall away to november, when
i can see her
for just one week.
these days i practice names, i want to remember everyone i meet. there are so many.
i watch meteor showers from an oak barrel hot tub. almost daily, i feed delicious food to people i care about and watch with total gratitude as they smile and react and are fulfilled with healthy energy.
i get nostalgic. really nostalgic. but im working on that.
kirsten visited. it was somewhat surprising and completely wonderful.
she gave me the space to talk (on the floor for hours) and sound advice and a lot of laughter.
shes sort of radiates soulful medicine.
i wake up in a house i share with two wonderful women, who are quickly becoming admirable role models.
i ride my bicycles to school. although this morning, i rode my roommates blue and white town cruising beauty, and it felt so different (baskets and saddle-springs).
i hangout with noah and we experiment with raw foods. kale + fruit smoothies and banana cacao mousse and carrot-orange-lemon zest cashew cream topping and salads. i stop by and open his fridge when hes at yoga and eat spoonfuls of our chilled raw carrot cake and take a good look at the three-tier backyard garden and leave again. i hangout with justin and have rehydrating conversations. amar does a little tai chi when he thinks im not looking while we talk, about everything, nevada city, fasting, and visiting him in china. i stay up late in my kitchen, stretching and talking with my roommates. relationships, the future, sprout bread, neti pots, international relations, kayaking.
i spend time with zak and we learn how to be best friends.
every morning i immediately drink a large glass of water while looking out over the pasture with the horse down the hill or into the foggy cloud that has set in to our backyard, having caught itself up in the branches of our apple tree and the twigs of the blackberry bushes.
i feel comfortable teasing my african politics professor because he laughs like a friend.
i leave notes tucked away between spokes and on handlebars of my friends bicycles and secretly hope every time i go to unlock mine that a new one will be waiting for me.
i wave to new acquaintences around town and on campus from the bicycle learning center, the bike library, and green wheels.
our school is small, im gauranteed to get at least one smile on the way to class each morning, even when im running late.
when i decide i want to meet people, i go right up and ask them their names.
when the sun is actually shining outside, homework stays inside, while i stay outdoors on my feet or my saddle. and around here, thats actually a viable excuse for not having studied, "professor zerbe...it was sunny yesterday afternoon, you know it."
i look forward to events like "stuff your painted face" checkpoint bike race and Arts Arcata and sitting out in the sunshine (lawning).
i miss my family.
these days, i have a baby sister who has a cell phone.
i taught her how to walk, i helped her learn to eat solid foods,
who does she think she is getting a cell phone?
she's growing up 700 miles away from me
and so my heart leaps as the calendar days fall away to november, when
i can see her
for just one week.
these days i practice names, i want to remember everyone i meet. there are so many.
i watch meteor showers from an oak barrel hot tub. almost daily, i feed delicious food to people i care about and watch with total gratitude as they smile and react and are fulfilled with healthy energy.
i get nostalgic. really nostalgic. but im working on that.
kirsten visited. it was somewhat surprising and completely wonderful.
she gave me the space to talk (on the floor for hours) and sound advice and a lot of laughter.
shes sort of radiates soulful medicine.