Namaste and Salaam howdy yo! Welcome to a fresh week, Beautiful People! I am happy to be sending you all the lovenergy from my heart, and hope you’re all feeling right-as-rain!
Yes, I am talkin’ ’bout the heinous cold/flu action (H1N1) among other virus and devilspawned bacteria that may be trying to crawl into our lives.
Newsworthiness aside, it makes me think. Yup. Wash ya hands. A LOT!
My hands, constantly chapped from washing, reminded me, today, about the luxury of it. The luxury of running water. Floride in it? Oh well. My dad’s a dentist, and he likes the floridated water for people.
We are all such lucky bastards to have the mere opportunity to wash our hands a million times a day (or whatever we are told to do regarding keeping the bugs off and prevent further contaminations).
You know, ever since that Euro tour in 95, when we would beg for a shower every-other-day, and from Italy alllll the way up to Scotland, I learned IMMENSE GRATITUDE for running, clean water.
And (I know I have told you this story before. Naw. Don’t stop me. I tell it all the time because it is true.) That fateful morning’s crappy shower in some godforsaken Welsh hostel (hostile?) When the water was so ice-cold it HURT……..
I learned how much I take water for granted in this life.
Even throughout India, in my travels, clean running water was available to ME, a Western-soft, White/desi grrl, and my countrymen have to struggle for well water.
And, today, in Vancouver, I wash and wash my chapped little hands, keeping up with the anti-virus protocall, thinking about the World and how lucky I am.
Chapped hands. I’m lucky to have em.
Lucky to have my stupid Brita pitcher in my refridgerator, with its contents just for me to drink. Lucky to have my morning shower to wash my stupid-Carol-Burnette/Ronald-McDonald curly hair. Lucky to brosse mes dents with the floridated water. Luckyluckylucky.
Om Nama Shivaya. Thanks be to Krishna.
Fuck! We are all so lucky. *beam*
As you turn on the fawcett today, remember your luck. Be happy.
And, I’ve included a recent painting (acrylic, it says “shanti”-peace) I made that is of water.
May it wash away your troubles along with any remnants of H1N1/other nasties. And, LoveyDoveys, may your week be awash in positivity and pleasure. If its raining, where you are, stand in it and stick your tongue out, like a child, and be joyful. (Or…if its not raining, stick your tongue out anyway! LOL!)
Be happy. Be confident. Be a Light.
Sai Love to you,
Biffy
Xoxo

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