It has been a long crazy hot Summer on the West Coast. Too many fires to put out and not enough cool water to keep them from raging. Figuratively and literally speaking.
You know you are a true Californian when you are more than willing to sit on the 405 freeway for 60 minutes for absolutely no good reason at all. Well, there is a reason but people rubber necking a car crash is a damn pitiful one. Welcome to LA!
I left LA and headed north to Oakland which is San Francisco’s East Bay. I lived in California for most of my life. Lived in Sonoma/West County for six years. Still, I knew next to nothing about East Bay. I am now convinced it is because people that live here keep it on the down-low. They don’t want legions of riff-raff relocating messing with the flow. I am house-dog-cat-sitting up and down the coast for the next few weeks. Searching for my new home.
It would be easy for me to go back to Sebastopol, California because it is what I know and love. The thing is, I am not big on what I know and love. I am far more interested in what I don’t know. Only too willing to fall in love again with strange surroundings. I’m curious about places, people, and things that are a mystery. I am on an uncharted course in every way. If I used the left side of my brain I would have the good sense to be afraid of where I am and what I am doing and not doing. Seeing as how I haven’t had a thought in my pretty little head since 1985? I’m feeling alright. Besides, I have known all of my life that I will never walk alone. Twisty, windy, agita ridden as the road may be I am never alone. I am being lead by a Divine Companion. I trust Its sense of direction implicitly.
Today I am fish-sitting in Alameda.
This city is everything. Charming. Quiet. Sea breezes blowing 24/7.
It’s an island. I am an island girl.
Nothing like walking barefoot on a beach, early in the grey foggy morning. Drinking in the beauty of life before the world is awake and breathing just a little too hard. I am in bliss when seaweed and foaming skim waves roll on to the sand and cover my pale, bare feet. It just feels right.
I gotta say, I Heart Alameda. Heart her large. She’s got a vibe. A really sweet vibe. She is much too good for the masses and she knows it. 😉
I will be up north, back to East Bay, and all the way down south to LA and beyond before the Summer is over. I will be sitting and searching. I am also sitting in and singing with great musicians whenever I can. Writing music. Learning new songs. Reading for you lovely people on the phone, as always, wherever I go.
I hope you all have enjoyed the season so far. You know, Summer is not exactly my idea of a good time. But so far this is my favorite Summer since my parents took me to Chesapeake Bay when I was a wee thing. And this Summer is minus the mosquito bites and screaming baby brother so it’s a beautiful thing.
Sending Light, Love and Oceans of Bliss.