Day 622: Irrelevant Butterflies

Look at these delicate beauties

The pond kissed me so nicely this morning, and gave me Wild Lily from a field in May... dancey yoga creature, carrying hula hoops (not the edible kind). And 5 minutes ago, this sweet story made me smile, as did the kind of uber-coolness of its teller. 

I find myself suddenly floored by the people in my life... there isn't enough time to make the most of them all. They are diverse, the people I love, on so many levels. I have so many different communities available to me, and I have such a lot of richness at my fingertips. I don't feel I have enough cells in my body to be thankful for all of them all of the time. 

Furry orange ridiculousness in moth form

I want to talk shit with William in Cyprus or play masks with William in Newcastle (or Simone in Italy, who's now in NZ, playing impro with other people I've met or touched (actually) or who've touched me (figuratively)). I want to hang out with Lilley and Daniel and their baby, or with J and her boys, or with Abdou or Jack or Barbara or all of them! PuddingJochenClubbaLauraFaceKimNerp
CircleFriendsHealersCheesecakeEaters
DancersClownsImprovisersYogisCoaches.
Aristotle. Beeeeeec! Steeeeeeeeeeeeeen!

Fiona, who will be in Guatemala. Annie, who has been and will be again. Sonia, who's there right now, doing good work. Danny, who's been all over the place today. It's not that all these people are in my life all of the time, or even enough of it, it's just that they're all so brilliant. 

Fluffbucket (walking moustache)

I got to speak to beautiful Cuphead today, and new lovely people coming in. I emailed people I met in all kinds of different contexts, in different countries, out of the blue or into it. On Thursday, I get to play with Maca, Ruth and Eddie all at once and on Saturday, another Ruth, a Rob, a Pam and a Greg... in between a LilleyTulsi(Daniel) and a Ned. Tuesday, Wednesday, a Rob and a load of strangers in a venue in Scotland. Tonight, just me in my bed.. should be sleeping. Will be any second now. 

Jaunty

And get this... if this was an iceberg, it wouldn't' even scratch a dinghy with only that much sticking out. There are so many more fantastic people already in my life, and so many more to come. I am blessed with so much love. That's good, isn't it!