Protection with fire

On January 6th 2008 I hopped a flight to California thinking that I was going to move there and stay there for the rest of my life. That day was one year ago. I am back, not only in Pennsylvania, but living in the town I grew up in. As a wise young woman once said to me:

'You can check out anytime, but you can never leave'.

Shortly after this post, I returned to Bikram Yoga Main Line. I have not taken a class there since before the break up that inspired, well, a near loss of sanity. presently a t a body weight below 230, the poses were more accessible and I nailed toe stand like I was being paid for it. Yesterday was a day where all things in my vision [and of course beyond] screamed for me to return to the yoga. My close friend [and ex-girlfriend, former roommate, RKC 2007] Sarah Bennett turned 30 years of age. Another close friend, and 'fellow traveler' from my days in north Georgia also had a birthday, 31 years of age. I visited Whole Foods Market and had some vegan delights for lunch. I downgraded my storage facility and cell phone plan to save over 100.00 USD each month. Went to the dentist to have x-rays taken IOT plan a course of action for fixing my teeth, damaged something awful in my spectacular bike wreck last March 14th, and, I have successfully undertaken the latest nutrition/spiritual nourishment mission: No caffeine after my first two morning cups. So with all this pro-active behavior on my part, and the 2009 Alex Grey calender which details the oil-on-linen work from 1987 'Holy Fire Panel 3' with this quote, accompanying the birth month of myself as well as a few special people in my life, January.

'The hero is now renewed and comes down from the mountain to address the people. The people are aspects of himself - reflecting all moods from anger and doubt to elation and epiphany. The hero has taken the whole Earth into his heart as his devotional center. The New Man speaks and acts out of a new alignment and balance as heaven and Earth in order to heal the people and the planet'

Weird. . . . . . . . . .