The Burning Question

...how do you want it to feel? 

Danielle LaPorte asked me...

I answered it

   now this is my "poetic, lyrical and abstract truth"


~I want my day to feel like the curls of smoky Nag Champa
~I want my toes to feel like octopus suction cups

~I want my kissing to feel like melting honey

~I want my yoga practice to feel like an Egyptian Pyramid during a summer rainy sunrise

~I want my writing to feel like Shel Silverstein on a slip `n’ slide

~I want my body to feel like Tree Pose on a pier in Bay of Cancun

 ~I want my lunch break to feel like an Olympic Springboard dive in to azure waters

~I want my solitude to feel like Bowen Island, B.C.

~I want my leather boots to feel like Willie Nelson

~I want my backyard to feel like childhood tents made from bed sheets and coffee tables

~I want my love to feel like a birthday bubble bath in Scotland

~I want my breakfast to feel like a field of Sunflowers in France

~I want my friendships to feel like faded 501's, clove cigarettes, patchouli suntan shoulders

~I want my dinner tongue to feel like fireworks laced with Wasabi and Cabernet

~I want my kitchen to feel like Frida Kahlo eating mangoes in rainforest herb gardens

~I want my grandchildren to feel like Pee Wee’s Playhouse

~I want my bed to feel like 800 thread count marshmallow cream silk cocoon

~I want my end of the day to feel like the final push of childbirth

by Deb Taylor

The Burning Question