Barefoot prayer dancing on the walls of San Fran!

Just landed back on the walls of my lovely friend San Fran today. Ridges, rivers and rims are usually where i end up landing. Always feel like a sentinel, or unidentified flying object, landing on walls and gazing. Prayer before action, as one monk put it.

Vision precedes implementation, in a more serious rendering!

Barefoot dancing on walls helps me land anyways. I’m sure it’s not for everyone, and I do not recommend this at home, unless you’re in my home.  But, nice to be dancing on your walls again friend, and watching! I always feel just like myself here! Thanks. Good to be back.

Always, nice to be barefoot dancing on your edges again-your liminal spaces shimmer! Helps me get my feet on the ground. (I pray for you so often, i never felt like I’ve ever really left, cities are like people to me, this one’s always been a close friend and creative collaborator-a symbolizing city.)

Anyway, a little morning prayer dancing, helped me see you better, and myself! It’s been a long collaboration we’ve had—thankful for the returning shimmer of the years! Look forward to spending some time with you. I love landing and gazing at cities from above before i get my feet wet, as they say. Pray to see, then to act, seems to be the pattern at least for me. In this case, prayer dancing…who said prayer had to be boring? Good to be back, look forward to seeing all my friends and family here this month.