these are just perfect days

[listening to 'we both reached for the gun' on the Chicago soundtrack and incapable to resist doing the puppet head bob while under the table my feet are doing the reporters dance steps - so, it must be a good day, depsite being a Monday, or maybe that's the heart of darkness in my cary special kicking in. lucky that wearing big dj headfonz makes one invisible]

long time no see...

so many days have passed since last posting, i'm not sure where to start... not that there's anything particularly exciting or dramatic to communicate...

unless we count a trip to dublin in which i decided not to move back down to my old stomping ground and earn a professional salary, which now means i'm back at the drawing board and transitioning toward a return to employment (no idea what that will be yet) to supprt myself while committing to trying to make my way as some kind of writer... so it is ironic that in the past while i've done very little writing, but lots of thinking, and dreaming, and wondering just how many risks i'm willing to take to build a self sufficient life that doesn't end with me being totally frustrated that i didn't do what i love...

or unless we count that i spent last week in the company of the wonderful kevin and dave from tuscon, arizona forging friendship between ikon and their community, soon to be known as Aldea. watch this space but colour me feeling invigorated and gratitudinal...
our week of meetings and hanging out included me accompanying kevin on a whistle stop trip, nay pilgrimage, to the Guinness storehouse in dublin, which culminated in us enjoying a *fantastic* pint up in the glass dome bar overlooking the city, bathed in sunshine wearing wistful grins...

or unless we count the now appears certain news that a script is being written for XF2 and as those that know me in RL know this puts me in something of a dilemma and a writing project that's been permanently on the back burner for a decade either has to finally be thrown out or breathed into life and a publisher sought...

or that i got a new hair cut and bought out half of H&M to create a look for this season that in the words of keli apparantly speaks to a more confident me...

or that ikon cyndicate spent a weekend in Corrymeela kicking off the planning process for GB07... colour me very very excited... we're in Centaur again... i can't give anything away at this juncture but i get a creative giddiness when i think about it... but i'm gonna have to learn some dj skills and perhaps how to walk on stilts...

the Chicago soundtrack is several miles back and now we're shimmying to del amitri - swallows are swooping and spinning over the holylands, a jet plane is heading west no doubt to cross the atlantic, blossom is once again falling in soft caresses and i can live with being the last to know... 'cause right now the sky is the most perfect blue and the air is crackling with anticipation as if the universe is daring me to switch from the minor to the major keys... to start living like i own the rights to the 5'4" space my body inhabits and what i do with what's inside...

i want the courage to bring it on...

LB,x