17.6.2008

Fly baby fly…I

'm sitting at the breakfast table with Jamey, in silence. That may be a hard one to believe but since the group had the talk about having silent moments built into the day and the clean up schedule, there seems to be something odd going on. There is no Whitestripes or Madonna playing at the background but the washing machine turning…I'm not quite sure if this was the aim of the talk yesterday but certainly has become the result of it.

Practise is getting better by the day, we were flying again with john and little john (Juan as we call him) stepped in couple times to help me fly. I seem to leap into the arms of whoever is receiving me, even at times my nose was getting close to hitting the ground. As John said yesterday I feel like I'm going through a hoop, into the next step and there is no point delaying it, I just have to get over it, the fear of falling!

"Fall like an angel" as john says, I guess there is more grace in that than falling head first like a tonne of steal!

Hmmm, beautiful day again, I had my breakfast sitting in the sun. we opened the shala doors completely and let all the light and heat in…

And hopefully if we're finishing early as expected a nice walk down to Tahurangi for a coffee would be good… It is absolutely glorious today!