"Danke schoen, Darling, danke schoen."
Over and over this line repeated until finally out of the swirling mist rode a middle aged woman with long dark braids making big lazy loops back and forth slowly on her bike. She rolled past me and smiled a serene smile as she continued to sing, disappearing into the mist and fog. It was surreal. Straight out of Log Lady territory from Twin Peaks, she was dressed in a black dress, and she had bright pink tassels on the handle bars.
I remember thinking I was dreaming the whole sequence. Maybe I was. It was January, and yes, I was going through "a thang." It was the beginning of the realization of a couple of big losses and well, yeah....not awesome. I really thought the lady on the bike was maybe a sign I was losing it. Seriously! What the hell!!!!!!
And looking back on this year, I'm thinking Universe was sending me a message through "Pink Tassel Lynchian Log Lady."
Danke Schoen, darling, danke schoen
Thank you for all the joy and pain
Looking back, Universe sent some awesome things my way. I realize I have trouble accepting things, leaving the past and moving on. And I forget to count blessings.
I had the best time this year with a new friend. She loves art, adventure, nature and shenanigans. She listened when I needed tough love and was really there for me when I lost my girl. She's a dog girl with the most darling dog, so she gets it. And we have so much fun!!! How cool that was!
An artist I admire sent me a note out of the blue saying he enjoyed my random posts on Facebook and wants to collaborate! Yeeeeeeee!!!!!
I traveled a lot, had some fun and started some new writing projects. I took two last minute, wild hair, unexpected trips that resulted in memories that still make me shake my head and laugh. Perfect hours and that grin I can't resist. Hell yes that was life affirming and so random.
So many cool things! Yes, I miss my loves and my heart is still healing, but I've got a 2016 bike from the Danke Bike Company to ride in big loopy circles. It has pink tassels and an open heart dangling from the left handle bar. There's gonna be a flat tire every once in awhile, but I think I can patch it and roll on.
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