Day 2, London

Magical is a word I like to describe my perfect life- between the moments of sleep and dream where I create my life and anything is possible.

Today was magical. I took myself out for a proper dinner and a play. I loved it, I spent many years in one of my previous lives (about 10 years ago) I went to a lot of shows and loved it. Then didn't love it anymore as it became my work, so stopped going to see shows. I've missed it and it felt familiar like an old friend.

And you? How was your day in the city? Do you love what you do? Is it difficult dealing and releasing or processing all of that energy all day? You have to know I am completely fascinated by what you do, intrigued by your process and your ability to cut out all the crap to get to the heart of it all. I feel I am doing a lot of talking at you, I hope you are okay with that. I like very much to write to you- you can pick out the useful bits and toss the rest. And since you aren't a big email person, I appreciate every word you want to write and even more the ones I have strong armed you into writing. But mostly I like that somehow I have been heard and understood and validated- and you are the prince of that! Thank you! To be honest, you said keep writing and the floodgates just opened and now I don't want to stop! The asking for help comes in waves, I am not in crisis, I am taking care of myself and I feel like I am in the zone. My head wants to doubt it but my heart knows what's real and true.

But back to magical- it snowed today, great big gloopy snowflakes- snow is unusual here- and twas beautiful, magical, and inspiring. I've got a good life with some muck in it- but a great life nonetheless! Paris tomorrow. What will my first time in a new country bring? Read my mind or Stay tuned to find out!

Be well! Is there anything you'd like back from Paris? Miniature effiel tower keychains? Wine? Do you even drink wine at all?Be well. I'm in a great state today.