Tulips in February. Damn I just missed posting on Feb. 29.

Wow. I cannot believe that was my last entry. Life is exponentially better than then.

Through time away from familiar spaces in the sun, and spaces of soul renewing days spent among my loves of life, I feel restored and ready to tackle this half of the semester. The home stretch.

In addition, I had a fabulous week back. The weather had been simply amazing. warm days everyday, with sun often, and pleasant evenings have graced us for the past week. On my walk today, there were tulips blooming. Wonderful.

Also, this week I went to the Vagina Monologues. It was a fantastic production. I laughed, I cried, I bought a t-shit proclaiming. I heart vagina. GC was in it and she was wonderful. I left feeling warm and fuzzy inside. I went with good friends and it was really nice. It was empowering and beautiful. Special notes go the performaces of My Vagina is angry, Vagina workshop, My Short Skirt, and of course the Woman who liked to make women moan. Amazing. Inspiring. Wonderful. It was preceded by a trip to Noodle Box, which is never a poor way to begin the evening. Yum!

Tonight I went to see the Lawyers on Stage production of "I love you, You're perfect, Now change!". While it did not challenge gender norms like my earlier live theatre event of the week, it was a great production that a lot of people worked very hard to put together. Every one did a fantastic job, especially those who were coughing up blood earlier in the day. Congratulations to all involved.

A lovely week back, and good things happening to good people who deserve them all around me. Much much love to those here and in London, and abroad.
Rach