A bit of catching up to do..

Since March, I have been trying to catch up on my blog and for some or other reason, it just didn’t happen.

It seems from now on, my blog won’t be a detailed account of every activity – more like a quickie as my life has gotten rather crazy.

Working backwards….

My job at IO had gotten really busy, in the midst of the busy-ness, I planned a trip to Barcelona, Spain. My heart, my passion, on my doorstep.

I was so filled with all the different types of excitement possible. A long wait and then a crazy tail spin to get myself into the city of passion to not only reconnect with a childhood friend, bask in the deliciousness that is Spanish va va voom.. but also – to indulge in my ultimate F1 race.

My heart was flying. It’s been a struggle to put pen to paper (ye, believe it) to sum up my experience.. so here it is.. dislodged, inarticulate.. but raw as it is in my brain! Uncut and inedited.

The weather was warm and brisk.. early morning coffee in the square across from the Barcelo hotel, with my maxi skirt and tank top, satchel and cellphone ready to snap pics.  Stress of work just a memory… walking, eating waffles from the waffle stand. Marveling at age-old European architecture in all its glory with all the Antonie Gaudi unique accents scattered throughout the city.  When I close my eyes, I can hear each Spanish tongue speaking intensely, laughter, chattering, yelling in the distance. The car horns beeping and a random German tourist asking for help.  The smell in the air is a combination of the faint scent of the Mediterranean sea and the Spanish city smog.  There are clouds. A little rain. Hop-on-off and on again.  Pose for pics in front of every fascinating and exhilarating piece of art and beauty.  I would take my sandals off and touch the Spanish earth with my bare toes to soak it all in, except for all the dog poop which people don’t care to pick up.

I cringe. But I love it.. I love it all.  Race day is magnetic. The track is clean, so many rules to follow and in all the excitement and sweat, my heart about to burst with gratitude and pure joy. Alonso wins. JOY!

I cant say enough good things about this wonderful city.. pics attached…. J I am inlove with this world.. every piece it.. every corner, tongue, tribe and people live in me.. and I need to meet them all to reconnect each piece of earth an humanity to my own soul..

June 2013

June started off with a crazy social life beginning. I was suddenly caught up with a crazy (Denver-like) social scene, loving every minute of it.. feeling so young and free on the heels of my 38^th birthday!  Kinda dreading the onset of almost closing a decade and opening a new one.. once the day arrived, I felt more alive and loved than I had in a long time.  I celebrated this birthday in San Diego – did all the water activities..  I needed to prove to myself that I can shamelessly throw on a swim suit and attempt a paddle board with the best of them.. and then I drink, eat and be merry.. What love is this?? What great blessing has been bestowed on me. After 2 years of absolute hell and tears.. here I am on the very wave of elation and joy. Thank you God – you are my Rock and my Portion and all your promises are true.

July 2013

Time stood still or sped up (I am not entirely sure) – for some reason, I smiled and woke up and my heart was filled to capacity – my soul and senses so filled with newness and renewed life and again in the midst of hardest hitting reality.. I finally am closing a great and powerful chapter of my life – one which defined every part of who I am.. so hard… and God.. again.. came to save the day.. with a new breath of life…scary humbled and afraid..

Today, I am sitting here writing all this – trying to contain myself and also, trying to remember everything. Sometimes when life over takes you, its like a whirlwind and its blurry..

I am sitting at Salt Lake City Airport… I took a little weekend getaway. Very beautiful and interesting little city.

I went to see “Temple Square” – The town run by Mormons, where they live and express their believes. It’s very beautiful and somber.  The streets are clean and the entire city is surrounded by beautiful green mountains, trees, plush green grass.  People seem very calm and orderly.  Alot of beauty surrounds this serene litte town.

Was nice to see the mountains again.. The Rockies.. People playing in the creek water with their dogs. And Butterflies.. How I miss seeing butterflies, ladybugs and little catepillers chomping and squirming on green leaves. The joy of nature. The joy of creation.

We went to a bar and some night life activities.. on a whole, a really fun, refreshing trip. I got "hi-fived" by a few random dudes, asked some weird random questions by a group of collegete drunks..
It rained on Saturday afternoon. I walked in it.. hair soaked, it was beautiful, refreshing to me. I danced in it.. I laughed. I watched it from my window and fell into a silent sleep.

Well, thats my blurb for the moment.. I hope to not be so scarce.. but we shall see. 

Peace Out.