Greater than great

Hello my lovely spiritual friends.

Is this the year of change.? It feels like that. Good change. Great change greater than great.

My lovely spiritual friend told me "rain means change" "it grows, new and better". I like rain. It will rain here in New York city on Saturday....I can't wait.

It's still beautiful here. But stress is everywhere. Yesterday was a perfect day in NYC. People everywhere, jogging on the pavement, nicely dressed Wall street men walking fast with dry cleaning in one hand and a cell phone in the other talking and walking. Cars, bikes, yellow cabs, firetrucks. It's loud. A older man without shoes on is asking for money, the dressed up older women that spends hours in front of the mirror she looks the same every day with her red nails and mouth..... and me. I'm walking in slow motion compare with the rest of them. I'm thinking, is this quality life? Where are all the happy mothers. Where are all the not worried faces. Are they thinking about money? I do. It belongs to the city. The city that never sleeps. 24 hours a day you can get what you want, do whatever you feel like and never sleep.

It's fun. When your young, wild and crazy.
But I want quality life now. Wake up and the sun is shining, the air is fresh, ride my bike to to the coffee shop, read the morning paper, grocery shopping and then I don't know I'll see where the day takes me next. No worries about money. I feel safe. I trust.
It starts to rain. I see him.



Love C