Pedaling Away!

Round and round goes the wheel!
swish swish goes the wind!
whee whee goes the girl!

The girl being me. 

So it was my birthday a few days ago.  I can proudly say that it's been the first time in many many years that i've actually somewhat enjoyed and August 5th.  
It makes me nervous.  
It makes me anxious, uncomfortable and a bit cranky, really. 

Receiving hugs, receiving phone calls, receiving gifts and a candle-lit cake song. 
"cumpleaños feliz..!"
"happy birthday..!"
"Zum Geburtstag viel Glück..!" (yes, this year included German!)

Ay!
Smile, photo, celebrate.  
A foreign territory for me.

But this year was different.  I did "suffer" from occasional hot and cold flushes, unease in my bones and muscles--quite like a horse whose muscles jerk around when a fly is bothering somewhere. 
There were no flies or bugs around, it's just imagery allusion only. 

This year was different.  I hadn't been around my family for a while. In a calm, limitless way.  It was one of those delicious Sunday's.  The sun was warm, there was no rush, there was conversation, laughter, discussions, memories.  Old family videos included.  
Carelessly it hit 9pm, and luckily we had moved from the dining room to the TV room. 

This year was different.  Gratitude, contentment, I was where I was, submerged in a nest of love.  
I can't help but still feel lucky, feel privileged and immensely thankful thankful thankful.
Each and everyone there holding and owning their own personal greatness, their own space of magic.  Each and everyone there, so so special to me. 

This year was different.  
I gave myself a gift.  Literally. 
I researched, I looked, I found, I deliberated and did it.  I gave myself a birthday present. 
I bought myself a bike. The bike I wanted.
This year was different.

Round and round goes the wheel,
swish swish goes the wind,
whee whee goes the girl!

Girl: because i feel like an ecstatic girl with a new toy. Basket and all. 
I tested it out today.  Checked the air on the wheels,
and away away i go!
Helmet (courtesy of B&B)--check!
Basket (courtesy of HE)--check!
Stylish coat (courtesy of VD)--check!
Sunglasses--check!

Round and round went the wheel,
swish swish sang the wind,
whee whee went the girl!

Oh my goodness gracious! I felt free, independent, delighted, thrilled, elated, blissful and sunny!
WHEE
WHEE
WHEE!

--fía.

I'M NO FEMINIST BUT I WRITE IN HOT PINK

I could not declare myself a Feminist. 
I don't really know what truly makes one...or not. 
In fact, I think I kind of dislike categorizing myself--or any individual for that matter-- in "groups", "leagues", "clubs", "unions", etc.  
Is there really a point?  


However, i did pick a hot pink font.


I like to think of myself as a human being.  I have likes and dislikes, I can share certain beliefs, certain ideas, maybe even follow a few ideologies, movements.  But I wouldn't (couldn't) consider myself _______ (fill in the blank what you like, i.e.: feminist)


This lady below does speak of feminism, but i like to consider her message to be one that transcends such a term.  I believe she speaks of passion, of hope, of opportunity.  
For me there is no race, no competition, between men and women.  Why think of war, conflict and ultimately elimination?  Why not think of peace, collaboration and creation? 


Flip the tortilla around! 
(i'm mixing saying here: flip the coin around/dar vuelta la tortilla). 


I can't help feeling proud of Isabel Allende's words.  I identify, I relate, I...feel proud of her Chilean voice. 
This is another example of how a change/transformation is needed...and happening! 
It speaks of humanity, of our potential, of opportunity (i'm repeating myself, i know).  There is so much ambition, ego and violence ruling--in our neighborhood and beyond.  
Let's give ourselves a chance.  


Let's work on making this an almost perfect world. 


Love & Light.
Fía. 

ISABEL ALLENDE:  Tales of Passion

* watch on this link (with subtitles) http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/en/isabel_allende_tells_tales_of_passion.html

** or watch on YouTube