open doors and endless nights



A Dedication to Bloomington, Indiana and the Smith House
August 2007 – November 2008

Bloomington, IN…You are beautiful.  You are my nearest sense of home.  I know your roads and your secrets.  We share many memories.  I have come in and out of you like a tramp.  This time, on Smith Avenue, it was the climax of your blossom to date. 

Oh, how magical it all was!  Music, friends, laughter, connections, love, growth, food, rooftops, bars, alleyways, high vibrations, games, tomatoes, tall towers, bicycles, trees, Frisbees, front-porch afternoons, hummingbirds, animals, love, green grass, lotus festival, school bus ventures, wineries, bridges, flooded fields, backyard pianos, sunflowers, and love. 

Oh, Bloomington…

You are full of blossoms
You smell of delicate flowers
Your air is so sweet
You stand strong
Roots go deep

I find joy in your deep cool caves, your big waters, your beautiful forest, your rolling hills, your backcountry cabins, your smiles, your children, your exploding skies, your extravagant colors, your kind souls, your eccentric seers, doers and melody makers. 

I love you.

Your community is unique. 

This is Uniquely Bloomington…
 

I came back after many months on the islands of Hawai’i.  This time, I wanted to stay for a long while.  I was in no rush.  This time, I was to live again with David Watters, in a small home at 317 E. Smith Avenue. 

Oh, how this home has a piece of my heart in it! 

I think back to all the brilliant, mad, extravagant and beautiful times and for a moment regret that I never wrote.  I was pulled by each moment and there were so many!  Here is what I remember…

Dumpster food, trash bags full of bagels, so many flowers!, travelers, this is a hostel?, hookah tent, 3 anarchists, music, dancing in the streets, I worked carpentry at three homes on the same block!, free boxes, shoes on wires, gardens, oh, the community garden we started exploded in beauty!, rooftop trips and star-gazing nights, sleeping in caves, haunted trains, climbing rocks, swimming in lakes, crazy friends, handshakes and hugs, sushi, bread and olive oil all winter, no heat!, no water!, we lived it rough and we liked it, it was a crooked house, but full of love, story times, stretching, hummingbirds, god, the tomatoes and sunflowers were huge!, getting involved, making change, community, tea, alcohol, jump to the garage, spraypaint!, I fell in love, she moved in, I proposed, she said yes, the music never stops and neither does Jeremy, Oh, I love that wild man, compost heaps, gravel thieves, what happened to the telephone pole?, cosmic newspaper articles, crumb and snakes and dogs, oh my, let’s all dress as bugs and get high, friendly strangers, soon to be friends, bridges, connections, it never ends, paints, riddles, poems, drums, guitars, couches here, couches gone, how many people can live in such a small space?, coming together, love and sharing, sometimes even something daring, there’s always food and always cheer, piles of dishes, space-heaters and the breakfast nook, local bars now and then, couch-surfers, lovers, we all belong, don’t forget I love you all, bird sirens and mayors, movers and shakers, Oh, how I miss you all, canoes, barefoot walks, a rare rainbow on my birthday, I fell in love, farms, cabins, birds, 3rd street park, 20 tons of dirt, hammocks, Bill hated when I went into the garage, flooded basement, exploding pipes, David’s face when he got splattered, we all ate for free, thank you Joe for making me see, brewing beer, Kombucha, mead and the rest, broken bathrooms, the porch was the best, dog park, let’s take over the road, tattoos, balloons, celebration, catching water, planting and growing ourselves and others, firetower, lake Monroe, collecting cans, dumpster-diving, Tulsi, singing, and manifestation of all things good. 


 


 


  


 

  

 

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