Conversation excerpt from the weekend: While driving to West Seattle to go to dinner and a play:
Me: So, I’ve got season tickets to ArtsWest Play House and I’m a member of the Seattle Art Museum … does that make me a [air quotes] “patron of the arts”? Casey: Yup. Me: Hmmm. Damn. Casey: [Questioning eyebrow raise] Me: That sounds so grown up!
The time for divining in the coals is gone- the glowing embers are out and the winds have taken the ashes. Now is for moving forward- forgotten visions and chances un-taken are useless here on out. Fate will not move your feet nor raise her voice to speak for you- this is your world to build, to touch, to change.
Follow me into the evening spaces, shedding schedules and obligations like worn out snake skin. Let's shatter the polite glass walls and orderly quietude, Loosing our bawdy dancing selves of unbridled joy, shameless merriment, and unabashed love upon the hungry, desirous world at large.
NaNoWriMo has started and I'm joining the crazy once again.
Aside from work, I'm dancing, curling, going to 4 concerts next week and traveling over Thanksgiving, so we'll see what limits I can puch my endurance to again this year.
I signed up to participate in Art House Co-op's "A Million Little Pictures: Photomobile Project". (website is here http://www.arthousecoop.com/ but being revamped at the moment
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I realized this week that it's been one year since I started going to the Kadampa Buddhist Temple in Ballard on a regular basis. One or 2 days a week, and additionally, empowerments, teachings, meditations and events
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