ariel hugs

Today, so many self-conscious feelings were dispelled.  The Christmas party at the Phoenix was quite a holiday experience.  Dysfunctional family indeed--a gathering with food and fires and friends and family.  Phone calls to standby awkward buddies.  Lots of love.  Am I being too cryptic?  I prefer poetic.  These are the feelings without the details.  My day.  My inner world.

My outer world: "Ariel hugs?  Ariel hugs?  I love Ariel hugs!  They're the best.  I love how you go around and hug everyone.  You're good peoples."  "We appreciate your salads, Ariel."  "It's an Ariel salad."  "Will you sing?  Will you sing?" "You need to just burn your CD, write a letter, and send it to all the record labels.  Someone will love it." "Do you have a website?  You need a website." "I will do anything to buy your album.  Just tell me what I need to do." "When it's pressed, tell me and I'll send $10 and my address." "Do it, Ariel.  I heard the guys talking about how they want to buy your album. I would buy your album."  "I'm so proud of you." "I'm not done being good to you.  I've barely gotten started." "I hope you fall in love and he treats you right." "For the new year, I wish you unfettered good."

Shower of goodness.  Necessary voodoo. --Bjork

Things that are my focus right now:  Health & Healing, Love & Intimacy, Work & Earthship Biotecture, Rest & Relaxation, Music, Finances, and hopefully, Roller Derby.