The Last Day of the Year...

and I inadvertently forgot to leave money for a tip to the newspaper deliverer!

Yesterday, Hussein was hanged, my sister was in Yosemite and my other sister called and we spoke about my son's blog from Costa Rica and her son's move from Portland to Burlingame...

This has been an unusual year, one in which I switched jobs, my niece got married in a beautiful ceremony, Saturn returned for the second time in my sign, and my brother died. During its last return, twenty-nine years ago, Saturn witnessed the death of my other brother -- the one who played fantastic flamenco on the guitar. When we were fifteen and sixteen, he used to lock himself in the bathroom with his guitar for hours because the acoustics sounded much better... that is, until someone else needed to use that room.

Nothing's familiar anymore. I have this urge to create that is incessant; it began with my fingers crocheting hats, scarves, motifs, and a skirt. I now find myself trying to play tangos on the piano! Music: my meditation. Revelation: communication. Partnerships. (I can not do it by myself!!!)

Does introspection equal introversion?

And, astrology?

Later.