joyrider

5am is my most active dream time. I'm thinking I really did "call" you. One time I was fast asleep and I heard a resonating knock like someone knocking on the door and pictured my friend a split second before she called me on the telephone from California.

On a different note, I fell in love with a particular singing bowl today and I decided to give it a home with me. I saw it in a little shop that sells mostly stuff made by Tibetan artisans and after listening to about fifteen different ones I picked up the one with the most physical imperfections and with a little patience (it took longer to sound than the rest) its voice brought all the little distracted parts of me back to center. The breathtaking beauty of its song almost made me weep.