Went on a divine roadtrip yesterday ~ it turned into a 14 hour epic quest, from sunrise until long past sundown. I went with my gorgeous women’s circle to celebrate Deb’s birthday, and we had a frolicking good time. A friendly dog in Nelligen, pancakes in Bateman’s Bay, an old church in small town somewhere. Exclaim loudly over each tree, each goat, each hovering owl. We end up in Central Tilba, and Tilba Tilba. Climb the rocks overlooking the green valleys, blue mountains, out to the magnificent ocean. Make friends with a horse in a paddock, rest my face in its neck and breathe in deeply the heavenly equine scent. Eat lunch at a fabulous resturant. Photograph an old man and kiss his hand. Bush-bash just to get that picture of the huge lilies by the creek. Drink frappes at a pub playing live jazz music in Moruya. Deb’s birthday cake on the street, laughing loudly. Driving home to a burnished crimson sunset, in the darkness speaking to a medicine woman while another sleeps in the back.

The best kind of road trip of all.

{Pics to come some time soon}

~ Off to live life for a bit.
Bellydancing, meditating, shoe parties.
You know. That kind of thing.

Wishing you all this and more.