The only people for me are the mad ones,

the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time,

the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.

~ jack kerouac

my word for 2011 just showed up. it wasn’t on any of my lists…but it’s here and i understand why. and why today.

fire.

as in burning desire…as in burn brightly from within…as in passion…as in tapas and burning up that which is not serving me…as in lighting a fire under my ass to get it all done…as in the spark of an idea…as in the sacred fire of service.

i realized there is SO MUCH i want to share…

SO MUCH i want to do…

SO MUCH i want to see and feel and touch and taste…

this morning i awoke with a memory of this amazing old flame of mine, who once told me that everyday he woke up feeling like he was standing outside the gates of disneyworld. he was that excited for his day to begin. which i didn’t get.

at. all.

now i do (and i hope he still feels that way).

also, this holiday elizabeth gifted me with a mini-session with intuitive bridget pilloud (thank you sweet sister!). bridget is lovely, and shared with me a lot of insightful information (obviously right?), and i highly recommend working with her (you know when someone just gets it, and she does!). aaaanyway…she told me my third chakra, the yellow one at my solar plexus, the one that has always been my “achilles heel” so to speak, the one that has suffered through two surgeries, the one associated elementally with fire…is tired.

so, with this sacred declaration i am asking the universe to help deeply nourish my third chakra and bring the fire back to my belly.

p.s. universe – this is a really scary word for me to declare given my deep rooted fear of fire. this voracious element has already taken the summer of my 13th-year to fire-fear induced insomnia, a beloved jeep, and an apartment with most everything i owned (thank you for protecting little duncan). so i respectfully ask that you keep to the metaphorical kind of flame…thank you and love, *michelle

♥