in blue. in blue, motley and blue. I could blame the cold for some things but seem to be thanking it for many more reasons. I know it will make me appreciate the warm oh so much. opportunities are waiting to be seized, and me being quiet and still will only magnify my escape. I think of so many people and places throughout my memories... I have that opportunity because I am teaching my self how to be still, not only in movement, but in thought. receptive. noticing slight changes in value, and transforming the mundane into the extraordinary. doesn't take much to make me happy, but let me get to know what sadness really is (down to the bone) so that I may know how to shake hands with it later in life.
always an adventure in my mind.

where I am is where I am. squirrel cage. some knowledge is worth not knowing... deciding which things those are is only half the battle. balancing from others mistakes. I wish I could draw a picture right about now. I am a bucket. I will not continue with that analogy. I like being in this stage rather than a teacher. I will one day be in the position of imparting my experiences on another human being. daunting to think that I could actually depict and decipher codes for someone else. It seems like it would only be babble that happened to work for me, or not worked for me... for them to see. I like playing dumb. mouth closed. play your cards.

what's on my mind... neuroscience in laymen's terms. lacto-fermentation. the waltz. large scale painting. bio-regional community building. laughing yoga. spring.

I am completely nieve to the world around me. I could care less, or I could care more. I have no interest in many things right now because there is a time and place for everything. they will have their turn, just as these new... whatcha-ma-call'ems are having their turn. I started running on rainy days, since my labor isn't required, and I have mixed feelings about it. I thought I hated it, I thought it was bad for your joints, I thought it was silly to move so slowly. Now I do not hate running, new studies done on long distance runners actually disproved the outdated accusations (not to say you can trust the new studies), and it is quite humbling to move so slowly and eventually gain such distance. And I am a little less likely to get brutally damaged by a careless driver. there are many, many... many here.

motivation stimulation progression and digression. the art of conversation, the what to say or what not to say... how to say it and when. art of leaning at the right time for the apex of a corner with a different clutch than I'm used to. the art of fine tuning a cement slab to relative perfection. timing, attitude, perspective, perspective, perspective. the art of touch. the trick of appearance. the trick of practicality. choice. never-ending and underestimated concept of choice.

I found a coffee shop... this is not a new find, but a very key point in my new acquaintances. One-a-week, minimum, is my goal. My scent as I brush past you is a mixture of natural mica, georgia red clay, pine dust, and a hint of oxidized metal. That is only for this week though, and I'm excited for next week. I kept a pair of ankle-high, wood sole, black boots that I will dance in tonight. I'm still debating the vintage, forest-tweed vest to give my boots something to dance for. The 80's night, springing top floor of the crystal ball room has been replaced by a live fiddle and banjo. If you dance with all the women opposite the men, this is coined "formal." But we get crazy on saturday nights and sometimes dance "informal." My cup is full, and I hope you fill yours.

I am in the smallest library I've ever been in, but small is no big surprise here in this town. Establish your connections with caution here in Helen, Georgia. I am absolutely sucked into a whole different type of lifestyle, and there is nothing I wanted more at this time in my journey. My job is humbling me daily, my home is satisfactory for home-cooking and having my nose in a book, these mountains are slowly showing me their extravagancies and subtleties, and I find myself smiling more and more by the week. I have successfully put myself in the beautiful position of not needing anything more. The experiences are up to me, company is optional, and memories are in a well-filed catalog for rainy days. I find it hard to keep other people updated, mostly due to the simplicity of all this. It's new to me, and a month into it and a question mark until I need another new.