=)

8 days until Germany. =)

Got to go to Western and get all signed up for my classes, that was fun. I may actually get to play volleyball too! (I'd type the story, but I've already told it like a million times. It's old to me. =/ )

ANYWAYS.

I've actually been working on several (like 3) pictures all at the same time. And keep having my day interrupted to where I can't get around to painting. (Or maybe I'm being lazy... Nah.)

8 days until Germany. =D

And I'm super stoked to go stalk talk to beautiful gorgeous when school starts. Yep.

Found a poem I made in Mrs. White's class Jr. Year. I'll type it for you.

I am Erika.
I am Amazing.
I am going to be queen of the world.
People want to be a princess.
Not I.
I asked to be queen.
Because I am amazing like that.
I will live in a castle, with a moat.
And I will have the largest queendom -
The whole world as my own.
And I will have a king.
The most handsome king in the world,
Fit for only the most beautiful queen.
Me.

Inspiration. New Safe Place. New People.

Inspiration finds me in unexpected places. Last night I was just going with Jana to Sugar Brown's, to hear some live music, soak in some atmosphere. Get out of the heat. All that jazz.

Eric from Philly and Alia were playing, part of their Half For Humanity Tour. Those two did an AMAZING Job. Alia's got lungs like no other, a voice that just roars into your heart, basically is the only way I can think to describe it. And Eric's lyrics were amazing little stories striking numerous chords with several memories of mine. Like he'd been hanging out in my head and put certain experiences into song. Love, love LOVE THEM.

I put a link up there, should totally check them out. =D (Cause I went through SO much effort to put in that hyperlink.)

So I'm feeling totally inspired to paint. There were paintings on the walls in the coffee shot. A phoenix sized abstract one that had me totally intrigued for like... 20 minutes at least. Of just looking at it trying to figure it out.

Got to sit and chat with Eric for a bit afterwards. Mentioned massage therapy he mentioned a possibly barter, which I totally would've gone for if I didn't have to work today. (Boo, work. Boo. (Jobs are nice to have actually. Funding. Whoo!)) Trying to keep it positive for another month. =) But maybe I convinced them to swing by Silver City sometime after I'm there. LoL. Party in Silver!

Ok. Sleep. I need. A lot of. Work was rather exhausting today. LoL. I want to go back to the coffee shop and let the creative juices flow and merge into new paintings, finishing current ones needing finishing. And I'm starting to repeat words...

Pete and repeat were on a boat. Pete fell off. Who was left?

Sleep.

I'm out.

A Prophetic One, She Is.

(Talking like Yoda, I love.)

According to my Animal Spirit Guides handbook, Tiger spirits have a tendency to be prophetic, a gift that becomes more prominent as we age. I'm constantly having dreams I don't pay any particular attention to, where days/weeks/months/years later have me in one of those strange deja vu moments where I'm thinking. Funny. Totally saw that one before.

9/11. Had a dream a few months before that I was at my grandma's house watching planes run into these big buildings outside her window. The day it actually happened, I remember hearing a classmate tell me as I was leaving school "They hit the World Trade towers in New York!!" Had no idea what was going on, until I got to my Grandma's and watched on the News what happened. Planes hitting big buildings. Wasn't exactly through her window, but I suppose a TV could be metaphored as a TV unto the world or something.

Anyways. Present day. Well. Yesterday.

Woke up, And went to the bathroom in the master bedroom, since the community one is pretty much out of commission for the time being. There's a little book on the toilet called "Don't ya Just Hate That" A book filled with those obnoxious little things that happen throughout life.

Tempting. Oh so tempting. I picked up the book. Flipped to a random page.

Lesson Number 1. Don't read books that have a negative title. Bad, bad juju involved.

The page I flipped to read:

"78. People who look at themselves in the mirror the day they have a car wreck, and they have NO idea what's coming. "

Lesson Number 2. After finishing your business, don't close the book, go to the mirror look at yourself, and cock your head sideways with a Hmm... expression.

Went to the spa, gave a massage, went to Dion's for lunch. Ran into David which totally made my day. He's got great energy and I've been needing a dose of him lately. He invited me to go eat lunch at the bike shop, so I agreed. No spots in the parking lot so I was going to make another pass through. An escalade was parked under a tree on the street, blocking my view a bit but I could see down the road past it. And I saw the little red car coming, I should've had time to make it, he was only supposed to go 35. For a split second, I got a flash of what was about to happen. Right as i stuck my nose out, there his car was to kiss it.

Got a flashback to that morning. The book. The look in the mirror. Possibly wondering if i brought this upon myself, or if it was another divine message proving my gift. A rather annoying way of doing it, if it was the later.

Lesson Number 3. Prophecies can happen when you're not expecting them.

Didn't do too much damage to Bessie. She's still drivable, just a little dinged up on the corner. Nobody was hurt. But the guy who hit me didn't have insurance. Hopefully the citation he got for driving without insurance... makes him rethink not having insurance. And I made him late to work, but I think he was already late which is why he was going faster than 35. *shrug*

Lesson Number 4. That prophetic intuition thing is there. And it's good.

Just a little inconvenient at times.