Today feels like the coldest day. Despite the yoga, the hot tea, and the dance, i could not keep myself warm this morning. In the office, snowflakes started dancing along the other side of the window, what a joy!, so i cheered. And then i accidentally burnt a toast. Burning things in extreme weather reminded me of
Burning Man...
and the sun, the dust, as well as my lovely playa sister. Ever since she made me stretch and sweat in the morning hours of BRC 2011, and long before i found out that our names originate from the same Roman family (Julian), i was fond of Jillian.
This year, in our yogic reunion, we did no less than reach for the sun. (And while corsets certainly enhance an upright sexy posture, let me tell you they do impair that backward-bending.)
I still carry that sun with me, long after the sunscreen washed off and the tan faded. And so i am sure do you. It is the eternal smile on our faces. Sister, watch your cheeks, i am blowing you shiny kisses - with a roar. xx
Had kinda a rough day yesterday, than found this and it all dissolved away. Love this and you, sweet playa savior.
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