wild geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
-mary oliver

just beginning to recover from one of the funnest four days in a long time. first there was the nevada county fair where i lived out my fantasy of getting high on life through multiple hours of being upside down while spinning around fast on dangerous metal contraptions with teenagers, dancing wildly, eating corn dogs and caramel apples, and taking home a stuffed animal! the zipper was the highlight as usual. my stomach was in knots we were laughing so hard! high as kites!
THEN the next day i drove to san francisco to meet up with sandals at outside lands for three days of awesome music. we met some amazing people on the monkey bars and it just kept getting better. black keys, tune yards, john foggerty, the roots, dead maus, girl talk, mavis staples, sooo much goodness! left at 4 in the morning to get back to the farm and here I am partying in a different way. we have so much food it's crazy-melons, corn, eggplant, tomatoes, basil, beets, carrots, lettuce, strawberries, arugula, zucchini, cucumbers, CRAZY! damn i'm a lucky girl.