Grow (W)here You Are Planted

 I wake up to a bright light outside, I can see it blasting from around the corner of the slightly open bathroom door.  The curtains in the bedroom are closed and I lay there for a minute to acclimate.  I find the remote for the blackout shades and press the open button.  The shades open slowly and a bright, yellow light squeezes in. I smile.  The bedroom is still night cool but soon the light will warm the air around my face and the floor will be warm enough to still have a cooling, eyes closed walk toward the shower.  The shower starts and I press the steam option so the eucalyptus and I can have a perfect morning moment as I decide when I will open my eyes.   One not too long warm shower with a verrry cold ending later and I am lotion-ing and serum-ing and ready to stand just inside the balcony door so the breeze from the saltwater not too far below can dry some of the moisture from my skin. I choose comfortable clothes that don't cover too much and my comfy slippers and head do

Interesting things are afoot. Space Is The Place - Men I Trust                                                                    Video by  Andreas  from  Pixabay   I finally set up my desk to do desk things instead of jewelry things and it is an interesting afternoon to say the VERY least.   Time and time again I will reiterate to myself and to YOU.  The best way to stream of thought your cares and worries away, the best and most wonderful way to find your typing rhythm and, simultaneously, enjoy yourself so much that the sides of your mouth curl into a smile…one…at…a…time…is to type with beautiful music playing directly and clearly into your ear.  Mood lighting, a cool fan breeze, light thunder outside, and a pretty little glowing candle are not necessary but boy oh boy do they add to the nuanced mood here today. Again and unsurprisingly, Men I Trust has handled the required need as only pros can, and I am comfortably sat on a rolly chair at the beginning of the end of a voluptuous S

I want to rent a small, warm cabin near woods in the middle of a super snowy winter place.  I want all the wood I could need to already be cut and I will plan for and purchase the food needed to stay there for 2-3 months.  I want to be there alone with a dog or two and all the jewelry supplies I have plus a few more purchases.  I also will need electricity to listen to books, music, and movies.  Wifi for sure but not for communication.  I have always wanted this.  Some sort of cabin alone with dogs for cuddling and security.  It reads like I am, more and more, retreating from the world but I don't feel like that's what's happening.  At least it's not the desired end result. There's a whole world that doesn't yet exist because I haven't created it and I need A LOT of space to get it going.  I'll have to give it love and attention so it can become an extension of me but not me. I wonder sometimes if people love me because of the memories they have of me or