now is the leaving. this time it seems more like a happy escape after a wealth of visiting: i have many beloved friends and often long to be surrounded by all their arms, but it is too much. i have come to honor my solo self, content to travel and look more deeply into me. but i will return to oz. as pj harvey sez"you will not be rid of me/lick my legs of desire/lick my legs they 're on fire" namaste,beloved #$%ches