I guess I'm there.

from november 2005:

but I also wanted simplicity.
I wanted goals that were attainable.
I wanted materials that were useful.
I wanted music that was singable.
I wanted literature that was inspiring.
I wanted friends that were comforting.
I wanted employment that was fulfilling.
I wanted food that was nourishing.
I wanted hope that was neverending.
I wanted peace to be reigning through the universe.

I have achieved:

• no longer ill. no longer starting the mornings with vomiting.
• lamps made by grandfathers, clothes that are styling.
• thousands and thousands of excellent songs.
• books that prove I’m less illiterate than last year.
• countless friends that comfort endlessly.
• employment that was fulfilling and challenging and great.
• food – glorious food! always excellent food!
• a stillness and calm and excellent views of the future, no matter our greed and downward spiral trend.

Gotta work on that peace reigning through the universe thing. although, perhaps, just maybe, all of those things prove it’s already doing so. what a life. what a life.  I know the next part of the journey is going to be good, and the reason I know is because I’ve learned. finally, I’m actually taking sips of this intergalactic wisdom that is just floating out here for us to pour down our throats. finally, I’m content. well, never, really fully content, but content enough.

and yes! yes! a new book to chart it all down – the 39 ways + that make life even better.

packing is never really going to be done on time, I know that. and too many conversations have been left or postponed until later. but that’s the brilliance. there will be laters, and maybe there won’t be. but there is a history that I’ve started to learn from, as I’ve always ranted on that we need to do. and now, I have a history. I have HIS story, his being kyall’s, that little guy who looked out so many years ago and found what he was looking for, except didn’t really. and now – scarily! – I may have. yikes.

you’ve all been too wonderful for words.  let the galaxies rearrange themselves into blissful imagery! let the stars fill our minds with charitable thoughts! let the waters soak us and cleanse pain away. let me be of service to providing anything I possibly can, even if it’s just a hideabed in a nice big west coast city where you will lay your head and rest between interstellar flights.  no, I haven’t left the planet, and I don’t think I have any intentions on doing so, but please. please… if there’s anything I’ve ever wanted to give back most, it’s my appreciation.

see you all soon. peace and love.