Cuzco, the Florence of Latin America, the navel of the universe, I will travel to you someday.
I will climb the sacred path and run my hands along the walls of Machu Picchu. I've taken inspiration from
Mal and list my goals. My goals are a bit more long sited,
in that they are not things, for the most part, I will accomplish in the coming year.

• I will attain gallery representation within a year


• I will travel to atleast one of my dear friends around the country in the next 3 years.


• I will walk on the rim of a smoldering volcano.


• I will climb Mt. Kilimanjaro to the glacier at it's summit, whether it is still there or not.


• I will breed roses of uncompromising beauty and fragrance


• I will sit less, and move more.


• I will pray more.


• I will plan more involved lessons for my students.


• I will sit in Monet's gardens at Giverney, I will sit, and look, and listen, and I will try to see that the atmosphere really is violet.


• I will float in the dead sea.


• I will stand beneath the sistine chapel cieling and weep.


• I will study more about tool using primates.


• I will make more art that bridges gaps between science and belief


• I will take more photographs.


• I will continue to filter my words less.


• I will write my elected representatives more often.


• I will make a concerted effort to maintain a dialogue with those who comment on my writings here.


• I will balance my desire for a hermits life with my need for companionship.


• I will trust my intuition.


• I will eat more whole foods and less refined foods.


• I will have a summer in Prague.


• I will conserve more and waste less.


• I will make an effort to not be such a complete slob. 1 week out since the cousin moved out and I've reverted to complete slovinlyness.