buzzing Bee full of love

HAPPY NEW YEAR... 2011 is nine days in!

i have taken my time for a plethora of reasons and now, it's high time, i blessed my page with warm and positive wisdoms and/ or nonsense to finally start this fresh and exciting year full of possibilities!

wow!
good, steady and correct moves, changes, progresses and effortless eliminations of the outworn and tedious, harmful and annoying... so, last year, darling!

work
personal
heart
brain
lifestyle
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testing the ground of what is really going on
having the boundaries pushed because of laziness and lack of vision; hypochondriac attention seeking
plenty of food
good cooking
lovely wine
warmth
memory
change of location: the bar has changed names and places
stav B's slammer bar in the old police station, se14 has now become stav B's pie n' mash liquor bar at bob's pie n' mash shop, e8... and it is the best thing i did; as 1. i'm home, where i belong and 2. it feels so right for plenty of reasons, but mainly numbers and figures!

every friday from 7:30pm

from 4 cocktails to 12, plus variations and non alcoholic concoctions, etc...

the snow has melted
the rain has stopped
and the new moon has offered a glorious, sunny and crisp day today... still feeling the buzz...,,,,

i'm home
calm and happy
writing, thinking, sipping water and munching the chocolate, my godfather introduced to me, when i was a little girl, brought to me with kindness from a friend all the way from greece (as i said before, elements of... make me nostalgic and somewhat melancholic)... chocolate of health (its name) and it's dark, full of magnesium and sugar

it is eight in the evening in my bedroom, in brockley, in london, in england. 9 january 2011. sunday. lazy, quiet day...
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a party with a buffet, some drinks, lots of bubbly and some good folk, new and known...

10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... happy new year we all cheered and cracked a bottle like a numb firework...
we kissed each other
we hugged
we wished us all a good new year
with health and fun and love and less pain, yet more adventure in the matrix of our existence

a flying visit to my old surrogate working family; it was nice... home to bed with a smile and extreme curiosity of what is next...
a film and the abundant luxury of waking up in my own bed, clean and free

the party i visit every year to start it with some beats, some bass, some edge... more good folk to see and talk to and hug and help and wipe tears from and spell some home truths out and deliver home safely... are they here to stay? we shall see... there is some smiling and some excitement afoot! we danced and played, too.

and then i started to put plans into motion and organisation:
the bar (stock, staff, dates, site)
the club (theme, staff, dates, advertising)
the art (the latest performance to be filmed and recorded by the 27 januray and i have a good one here, so exciting to do, involving the sea, a black dress and a red ribbon...)

and then i started to work
literally

i feel cleaner and lighter, more precise, more awake
i have exorcised my demons and removed my skeletons from my closet
i swept any left over ghosts
my heart is empty, ready to fill again
my head is full of positive thoughts
i am not angry anymore, resentful, therefore, bored... whatever decisions i have made, i'm sticking to them: any deletions, cutting offs, forgettings, clarifications, explanations, advancements... are totally and utterly valid and shall remain so for protective and declarational reasons. glad about that; although, i shall get angry for different stuff, not too soon, though.

new slate.
shiny.
different.
more rewarding, interesting, fullfilling, stimulating.

i am not referring to new year's resolutions, as what i'm actually talking about is my own epilogue of how last year has finished and how the new year has begun.

and where i'm at at this particular moment of time.
although, looking after my body and mental matter more wouldn't go amiss.

there was a wedding/ party last night. i spinned some records for these two wonderful women (good friends, also), who married for love! pure, simple, undiluted, romantic. and the feeling and strength of their emotions filled the room with the bright light of hope! and it was beautiful, warm and positive. and people cried. and smiled. and danced. and cheered. and hugged. and kissed. and rekindled. and got very very drunk. together. young and older. male and female. homo and hetero. irrelevant. we were all there to celebrate a union of love. we were there to celebrate love. which is the answer. and we all know that for sure. and i had my own company, too. and it was jolly. at least...

today, i'm a buzzing bee full of love and i intend to sustain this level from now on, as it has appeared to be unavoidable and very pleasurable, anticipating hungrily my next adventurous episode...

my new year's resolutions (i have warned these pages of my paradoxes):

exercsice more
read more
love more...

here i go!