seeing eye to eye

i had the most wonderfully serene night last night. i was the only one awake in the living room so i lit some candles and put on enya. that's right, i like enya and it just seemed like an enya night. after making myself a cup of madagascar vanilla tea i sat down at our new dining room table (huge free blessing... i love "storing" things for people). the next few hours were wonderful

read from my old journal

read blogs of people who inspire me

thought of two new photo projects to write down in my book

spent some time writing so eloquently about the happenings of this last year
of my life... sometimes i surprise even myself

talked with God about everything that was or had been on my heart

let my hair down and thanked God i can grow my hair out to bless a child

drank my favorite tea and thought about Miki-Ann

i went to bed in a room that was filled with the sound of night and rain. it smelled like spiced chai from the beautiful candle i had lit an hour earlier. i read some more Anne Lamott and started noticing the little things about my room that i love so much... like the pillowcase on my pillow that is wonderfully tacky and beautiful. my dad found it in the attic of a house he had listed for the family of an old woman who had passed away. i was in high school and he asked if he could take it for his daughter because he knew i would love it. only the pillow case, not the sheets. thanks dad, it's still my favorite.