written on a napkin in an italian restaurant in Paris, waiting for the rain to submit.
You, that flows within my inner sphere,
to knock me down & search around, with care
Do I squander the moments that redefine my mirth?
am I searching, nothing,
fondling the Earth...?
i've truly been enjoying my journey through Europe - to stop and reflect is really why I feel I manifested this trip. When i'm home in Los Angeles, I am always going, here I have allowed myself an opportunity to slow down my pace a little bit and observe. Not just everything around me, but to really observe mySelf: what I want, who I am and how I fit into (or don't;) to this big, mad, beautiful world I chose to live in...