airport blog…

at the airport and i just gotta say, seattle, i love you.  i love your airport, i love your land, i love your people, i love your energy, and no matter how much i leave, you will always be number one.  why is life always a process of finding equanimity while being torn?  is it my libra moon?  stop identifying with both the personality and the astrological archetypes.  this is my new project.  undergoing a landslide of all i have associated with “being me”.  i gotta, by law of divine impetus.  hey, a guy on a unicycle seven feet in the air, followed by a a parade, is strolling by in the airport.  a big snowman and bear waving.  two princesses in a cart thingy.  the good witch of the west.  a guy on a huge duck.  some irish looking guy.  a guy singing with a banjo, drum, horn, all on his body.  a dancing reindeer.  and finally santa and an elf rolling by in a cart.  fricken hilarious.  i wont identify with not being into christmas.  or with being a scorpio using x-ray vision.  nope, i wont.  i am not anything in particular.  but you can feel me.  anyhow, i gotta keep this short cause soon i board.  really looking forward to seeing my folks, and getting some sun.  in vegas i know i will find clarity on the next cycle of life.  watching you tube videos last night, some adventurous couple, wandering through miami and morocco, plus their tips on relationships and stuff like that…made me realize…i want to live an adventurous life with a partner being a conscious creator and aware being, also.  i want to get lost in morocco and many other places, with him.  i want to have a work life that is online so i am free to travel and live bi-coastal.  i want to roast mushrooms and sweet potatoes for lunch.  and write in my journal for five minutes when i first wake up.  they showed me my my desires.  sometimes i just don’t know what my desires are.  i am all over the place or nothing at all.  i am, i am, i am.  me me me.  blah blah blah.  see.  see.  see.  life, quick short, beautiful, painful, torn, glued, understood, accepted, loved.  happy holidays from somebody who never says it, just because….i love you too.