Listen...

Listening to Under the Pink right now.I have to be in a special kind of mood for this.Had a long, fairly eventful weekend and this music is kind of like getting back in touch with myself after a jaunt.I'm reading "Memoirs of a Geisha"--excellent so far, written with such simplicity and imagination.It is always a refreshing reminder to read a work of fiction that has a new way of viewing a subject.It helps me to remember that there are so many million differing experiences and interpretations of life.Each of us sees it a such a unique light.I love climbing out of my own sphere of perception for a time to enter another reality.It's not hiding from my own life--it's an expansion of sorts--to listen rather than to talk.You know what's so cool about getting outside of yourself for a while??--coming home can be so lovely.To sit quietly and listen to music with the kitties draped across the room and the stillness that occurs.The quiet knowing that everything is just as it should be and there is always some kind of excitement around the corner to be had.That life is larger than me and yet it isn't.