What honey?

-How many times a day can I say, "what Honey?" I think that is the quest, for my kids, my family to see if they can get me to a million.

-If you have kids when you are young, then you are taking care of them in your prime years, active years. So you don't surf. By the time you are not pulling them on the boogie board, or digging sand castles, or making sure they don't drowned, you are old. Your body hurts. Your joints, your back, your  head, your desire. So you don't surf.

-Crabs. Delightfully weird little creatures.

-Sunrises. Sunsets.

-Dolphins may be the most peaceful of all creatures, mostly due to the surroundings of when I see them.

-Ask my how I am.
Care how I am.

-Grounding. Balancing. Absorbing. Calm. Still. Here. = My current prayer.

New York

The smells. The traffic. The cost. The chaos. The mashing it in, and up.
Of my multiple personalities, New York brought out my introvert more than any thing has in several years. All I wanted to do was stay in my bed, pull the covers over my head, hide until check out.
Wait, or was that the redeye...

No Clothes

I should live in a place where the warmth, and the sun, and the sand provide an environment that the less the clothes one wears,  the better.
This also means that the responsibilities are minimal, and that the appointments, time clock, and expectations are gone.
Beautiful, fantastic.
Some day.