fall back

It's that time of year again; the turning leaves, the light of day, the cool of the night.

Fall is one of the most important seasons--to any agro-based culture, it is a major time of harvest--to which change is inevitable (and largely celebrated). Every year I find myself more and more intrigued by this notion, and well whaddya know, everyone I talk to lately seems to be going through it in one way or another--feeling down, feeling funky (no, i do not mean stank), getting sick. All in all it seems folks--myself included--are feeling a little off-center, off-balance.

Now I am not one to get super meta-philo-anthro-sophical in fuzzy words and spirit goddesses, but ya best believe I DO believe in that shit and will partake in a few of those conversations when I'm in "place". And to be honest, right about now I feel the need to burn some effin sage and exorcise this "place"!

Ya know, sumpin just don't feel right...

closing thoughts (courtesy of vanessa)

recuerde

october day 2. so far, so good.

Before I move full speed ahead, I have to take a moment to remember some unfinished business (which I have plenty of), give it it's moment, and move on. Last night I up-dated my out-dated splash page on my website, with plans to finally finish it this month. Also, still I have TONS of photos to upload, scan, and develop. Tis always an ongoing task, though remedial, it is rewarding. Here at work today, I found some photos that I took at work last year for Dia de los Muertos. Glad I found them.

...and then there was libra

Tis officially Octubre today...

This is my favorite time of year, and yes, the magical month of my birthday and many other balanced beings that I know. And what more could a gal ask for than a nice 'ol overcast day--nuttin' but grey skies and coffee to make me giddy. Now if only I could be in the comfort of my own home, sitting next to the window, reading some Boondocks classics. Add a quick little bike ride to Ocean beach, or a trip inbound on the N, and you've got yourself a classic grey-day (knockin old greyboy on the headphones while I'm at it). Take me back three years ago before I quit smoking cigarettes and throw one of them mugs in my mouf and you've got yourself a scene out of Reality Bites.

Rather, I am 40 or so miles from home--sitting at my desk, reading html code and the like--far from any access to a coastal breeze. Tis what it tis. This libra ain't complainin, gots me a nice view of the sky from my basement window and a wonderful month ahead of me.

In other news, brother-from-another-mother Erik Otto won the Cut&Paste competition last night. It was fun to be standing in the crowd cheering him on while listening to other voices in the audience complimenting his work. Pretty crazy seeing as how this time last year it was he and I standing in the audience complimenting the winning contestant's work(flow). It is truly fascinating to see how time unfolds our futures.

Stay tuned for what should be a creative and balanced month.