friday’s springing silence…

seems like every time i look out of my window and notice the beauty of the sky, a seagull flies by.  spring is here with warmth today.  looking forward to short sleeves and sandals, windows wide open, putting my britta in the fridge, not feeling like a hermit.  with windows open, krishna das will pour into the homes of twenty somethings trying to be cool.  braiding my world into their world, this is city living.  listening to the smokers walk onto the back stairs each night.  wondering what my rent increase will be this year.  if i will move or stay.  four years in the same place…so weird.  clouds cover the blue sky like cotton balls this morning.  they will burn off by noon, i can feel it.  this evening i officiate my friend’s sacred union.  nervous but i enjoy holding this space…of the goddess…divine feminine grace…and divine masculine too, both within me….in harmony…after many years of working on cleaning the mirror of my heart.  saying no has been the hardest part.  the lessons of the emperor and hierophant.  we held blue and green calcites together and shared a breath taking moment.  masculine and feminine harmony…it opens hidden treasures, buried within the layers of reality.  the sunlight washes this one pale blue building with his light, making the building look almost creamy blue…i stare at it every morning…feeling the people living inside.  with these eyes to see…..these ears to listen…and heart to feel….i am grateful.  coming out of the neutrality of bright and empty yellow….into the peace and luxury of giving green.  green gives.  yellow notices.  blue knows.  red desires.  oranges plays.  purple performs.  i will wear purple tonight.  not much to say, mind quiet like a crane.  transition percolates.  love absorbs all pain….rebirthing dawn…rising from ashes…this is how it goes…the waves ebb and crash….the eyes open and close…breathing in and out…sleep and wake….reliable cycles…leading to open gates…