Windy night in San Francisco so beautiful in it's power the ionic energy … almost like I can feel and visualize the charged ions whipping about and caressing. I like the feeling of an oncoming storm, the whispered promises it holds and contemplating my futures, wondering what will be and not.

I'm reading Steve Martin's book, Object of Beauty. His writing touches my heart, resonates. Echoes blithely around in my chest saying this is you, it could be or it was or you want this or what? Like some heretofore hidden desire suddenly lies exposed to you like a vein of gold or a rock in the sea your sailboat is headed straight for. Danger filled with love, fear co-mingled with delight and passion and in an instant this is a certainty…that you know, at last, that life is revealed to you, that this is what it is about and now finally at last, yes this is really really it.

Search for this, revel in it, don't let go.

Thanks for reading.