It's Going to be Okay.

Little things are unfolding and other things are imploding, and it's been scary...but good...but still scary, which is the way of change. I don't know if you watch Touch on Fox, but if you don't and you watch TV...you should. It's a beautiful show that examines the interconnectedness of everyone, our actions, reactions, choices and consequences and the sacred geometry behind it. It in every way reflects my view on how it works and why it's all so magical. It also shows that, though I'm loathe to admit it, math explains everything. Damn you, math.

Last night we watched the season finale and no, I'm not going to spoil it for you, but I am going to tell a little story. The thread that wove the stories together was simply that everything was going to be okay. Which is, divinely true. Bob Marley had it right, though as my husband pointed out, perhaps he could have had that toe cut off...but in the big picture and final analysis, we can't worry, because every little thing is gonna be alright.

Though sometimes, when chaos knocks the wind out of you, it's hard to believe it.

My uncle Shawn was one of my favorite people on the planet. He was smart and funny and creative and kind. I adored him. He was one of the first people I knew to die from AIDs, before they came out with the super drugs. What a loss. We lost so many bright and brilliant people. I was not able to be with him when he was dying. The night he died, I had a dream. He came to me and told me this: "It's okay. I'm okay. It's  going to be okay." The next morning when my mother called to tell me he'd passed, I told her about my dream. She told me, that's what he kept saying when he was dying.  I guess he just wanted to let me know too.

I have never forgotten that message, because it's so profoundly and yet simply true.

We have finally finished the new website. There is a video to make and some final little details to work out. Our official launch is this Monday and I'll share the link then.

Drumroll...please.

You know what, no matter what happens, it's going to be okay.

Love
Margot