A Little Bit of Lasher
I love the smell of talcum powder, especially when nestled in a baby’s soft neck just after a bath. One thing that I wish I had more of are boots….lots of boots…a room FULL of boots. Especially the Western kind that yield with kindness like a lover who knows what he’s doing. I enjoy speckled light cast through leaves on a walk through the woods in the summer, and the sound of a nearby creek or river. But I never feel more at peace then when I am at the ocean where my insignificance in the magnitude of this world is clear and I am free to just ‘be’. I believe that popcorn should be a food group and winter should be relegated to two days or less every year. I love giggles. All giggles…but especially the throaty-from-the-bottom-of-your-toes kind of giggles that start small and roll in like a tsunami. I feel most at ease in denim overalls or old jeans with patches. And, for the most part, I can’t be bothered with making my hair look right. In fact, the wronger the better. I sleep on my side with my hands curled under my chin and with a teddy bear still. I love warm fuzzy blankets. If I were any particular creature, it would likely be a hummingbird that does the impossible while making it look effortless. And I would be a vibrant coral and robin’s egg blue. I ‘feel’ people differently than others. Their energy shouts or sings to me and determines how close I am willing to stand to them. I don’t like to get my hands dirty when I eat, but I love charcoals and paints all over them when I create. I am a watcher – clouds, stars, people, and, and, and… – it activates my imagination and connection with the world around me. The thing that soothes me most in the world is having the palm of my hand tickled gently. A warm brownie with ice cream is my favorite dessert. It gives me heartburn. I eat it anyway. And I love the earthy smell of a campfire until it follows me to bed in my long hair. And what I need the most is to be loved. And touched. And treated with kindness and decency. And I can finally write again because I am finally quiet again in my heart and in my head ~ or at least I’m headed there. In short, I am making room in my life again for me. Simply me.
More on Lasher later. Everything in moderation.