...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