I am so happy right now, I could cry-
This filthy rich grin on my face won't wipe away...
My insides dance like Pop Rocks on a tongue.
I am tickled with fanciful feelings, head to toe.

Could it be thanks to the bicycle?
Or the boys who share movement with me?
Perhaps the ladies that feed inspiration;
and the squirrels outside my window, leaping branch to branch, without fear.

I am cherry flavored jell-o, and minty fresh jill-o,
I am more.
I am leaving to ski Tahoe...
Leaving the bike and mat, allowing distance to create desire.

Hot springs, mountains and friends feed me,
not the same, not needing to be compared.
I have so much love for diversity,
and this morning's yoga practice fed the beast within.

We Kaaaa'ed in crow, we karate kicked from Warrior III, we channeled Steven Seagal's kung fu energy into the room.
I was held, and held space for another.
I laughed and sweat.
I had dynamic balance throughout...

Sheisse, Namasté.