Tales from NYC

"Let your hook be always cast; in the pool where you least expect it, there will be a fish."
– Ovid

I got back from NYC on Monday morning. P. came with me and we had a great time. He attended the men's class and volunteered to be on a men's panel (doing Q&A for the women on Saturday). He loved both of those, but especially the men's panel. He complained that the only problem was just that it was too short. He sounded just like his son after getting off the Back to the Future ride at Universal Studios. My friend C. also took the class and spoke on the panel. He's single and quite enjoyed all the female attention. His final words to me: "I owe you big."

Now, I'm in "getting ready for Australia" mode. We leave on Friday. Most of my preparation is centered around thinking about thinking about preparing. I actually haven't done anything. I feel like mental preparation is 9/10 of the job, so packing should be no problem, right?

I feel like I'll have more interesting things to post about from Down Under, so I won't post too much now. That being said, my days are lovely and full of pleasure ... this morning I went running on the beach with Katie. Mid-run we kept jumping into the ocean to swim with the dolphins (there were a couple dolphins very close to shore). After our run, we spread out our towels and I gave her reiki. It was a beautiful morning.

Yesterday, Katie and I had a lovely lunch with Eleonore at Dreamworks. We were planning the movie that we're putting together for the NPI Project. Going onto the lot to talk about a movie, made me feel like I was having a real "power lunch." Life is grand.

P.S. I saw a rat while I was sitting in the Spring Street subway station. It was running through the tracks. I didn't even flinch!



C., P., and I at a party following the Men's Course on Friday night in NYC.