Hedonism

If I could fill my days with all of my favorite things, what would become of me? First and foremost I think music and dance should happen, in one form or another, as much as possible. There isn’t really a need to force the issue—what’s important is the opportunity and means available to do it when so inspired. Likewise, it’s nice to have art supplies handy so I can exercise my visual senses and witness beautiful designs. Good food is a must, organic and fresh—I like the food I’ve grown the best, not so much out of pride, but because I watched it grow from birth and feel connected to it. On that note, water, loads of water, enough so there’s always plenty to drink and preferably from a spring. My family, albeit in much smaller doses, but equally as accessible, especially my nieces and nephew (when they’re not cranky). A yoga mat. Funny how this one was overlooked, even though ideally I can practice anytime I want to (and perhaps take for granted that I have the time to do it everyday should I so choose). I love yoga, it is the root of all of this. Healing—I’d like to do this every day, as well as playing outside with my dog. Time in the sun, the wind, the woods, and under the stars. Time to stick my feet in the ground and just be. Swimming. Cooking. Dancing again—it keeps the spirit moving. Friends, particularly other dancers—it’s as if we exist in another dimension. Our communion is effortless, as it is with some of my musician friends (because they’re dancing on the inside). Love. I haven’t had enough of this, intimate love that is. But thinking of this makes me sad, so why should I go there? Love. For life. Filling the heart, brings joy right back, feet in the Earth, breathing. Breathing. Writing—so good for the soul. Allowing positivity to flow any way that it wants. Being free and motivated. A space to be free and motivated.

Oh yeah, and frequent massages.