It's one of those exquisitely rainy, occasionally crackling early summer days in New York, during which all the flowers get sluiced with as much nourishment as they can handle. I share that state of being, having just had an intuitive tarot card reading by phone with the dazzlingly gifted Renaissance woman, Michelle Tea. Much of what we discussed has been reflected here in recent entries –– centrally, my desire to take a step back from things as they've been and immerse myself in a newly introspective period, verdant and loamy and destined to give birth to the next extraordinary chapter of my life. It's a beautiful gift that she gave me, to embrace the awareness that all that we crave may be present within us, at least in its germinal form. Also, I bought half a dozen vintage caftans last night, and am considering a month on the West Coast this summer, so it's possible that I may regress straight back through glamour and wake up 29 tomorrow.
This would be a good piece for The Weeklings, so do most of your tweets.
Posted by: Cire_e | May 24, 2012 at 04:30 PM