blur bird, taken at the wildlife world zoo in glendale, az

Hello how are you doing today
I hope I find you feeling healthy
I’m so glad our paths crossed this time today
On our way into the night

We find love it’s hiding there
In the shadows in the darkness
Maybe you and I
Could bring it to the light
Love when I approach the tears
They fall like rain
You tell me baby your hearts into a thousand pieces

Now stop only old and wise with clouded eyes
You can’t see what I can, but I
Blindly throw my faith to the face
Of the next good thing that comes my way

So here we are all of us stand around
We’re leaning heavy on each other
Always wondering what is it that lies behind
The worried eyes of one another

I believe it’s love that’s hiding there
Inside you and inside me
Maybe the two of us could bring it to the light
Love when I approach the tears they fall like rain
You tell me baby your heart’s into a thousand pieces

Now stop only old and wise with clouded eyes
You can’t see what I can, but I
Blindly throw my faith to the face
Of the next pretty girl that comes my way

I say it’s love that’s inside here
Come on out and sell it, listen
Maybe you and I could bring it to the light
Love with my approach the tears they fall like rain
You tell me baby your heart’s into a thousand pieces -Dave Matthews Band

This is how I feel today.
I miss my dogs, and Ravi.. and my parents and my friends in Phoenix. It sucks feeling lonely. It is sort of like that feeling you get when someone is talking to you, but you zone off and stare blankly, your vision bluring.

Yoga was good last night, but I liked the other instructor better. I want to go again tonight, but I don’t know if they have any beginner classes. We were, I guess, meditating and the teacher was talking about our connection with the mat we are siting on and its connection with the floor and the floor’s connection with the earth below it, and again this connection during tree pose and feeling our roots sinking into the ground to balance us and hold us upright. That got me thinking about our own roots and how they are connected to the ground we walk on. I guess I feel like a saquaro… my roots are very long but very shallow and if the wind picks up it could blow me over.