mountain girl

One day, to collect rugs and incense, and quietly play world music and Grateful Dead all day. With morning coffee and nighttime tea, with curtains that smell like lavender, Nag Champa and plumeria. A giant bed and many many books which we haven’t read yet. The warm oranges and reds of India, and the cool blues of the kundalini shakti. Listen to the train whistle on its daily run.

I never thought I could be this happy. I have always wanted this life, and I have it now. When the sunlight means more to me than a pair of shoes and the fact that my eggplant costs less than bus fare. I wander around farmers markets and light a lot of candles and finally start drinking tea again. My body caught up with me and told me to calm down. Now its thanking me and I feel happier than ever. No mood swings, irritated fits or sad days. I’m so incredibly thankful for it all