after getting 2 sweet surprises, life can't get better than this.
(well of course it can, but i'm happy.) :)
1. a chocolate cheesecake muffin. yah rite?! i never knew there was such a thing. but there is. and i'm in luv. (enjoyed it while studying my secret stylist book and read candide by voltaire. it's cesca's fave book, so i had to see what i'm missing out on.)
2. a brown and green beaded twist necklace. from diane. she lives in and makes her jewelry in bangkok. (i got it in the mail today. immediately wore it. and went to the salon and got a nice comment from a lady.) buy her jewelry here. she sells and ships her jewelry anywhere in the world.
ps- man, i'm not really superstitious. but lately, i've been seeing a lot of 11:29 or 11/29, my birthday, and that's weird! everytime i see those times or dates, i make a little wish. (look at the date that this video was uploaded).
"It was (and still is) awkward for me to say that publicly, so deep does my fear of what people might think of that run. It's so okay to say you have an Indian guru, or you dig the Buddha. But such travesties have been carried out in the name of Christ, the most loving and peaceful man who ever lived, that saying you love him can seem like you're saying you are an extreme right-wing war-mongering conservative. I think Christ was the original lefty myself, and his views on war are well known, but the point is that he was, I realized, intrinsic to who I was.
It was not the church as an institution, certainly not Catholicism (though i began to enjoy the rituals and mysticism of mass for the first time in my life, especially the music at the cathedrals), it was not religion that moved me, but my relationship with Jesus, and, through him, God. The deeply spiritual subtexts of all those paintings, by Caraveggio, Raphael, Titian and Michelangelo, that I saw for real in Italy, and the opportunity they offered to feel Christ in my own wordless interpretation of them rather than be told about him in a linear, dogmatic way, it was this that I responded to."
``may your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. i hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you`re wonderful and don`t forget to make some art - write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. and i hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.``