Meanwhile in Virginia, a lot’s changed…
It’s good to be home with my parents. I was surprised at how much I wasn’t affected by the jetlag from Israel. Maybe it’s a sign that I’m meant to forever travel. 😉
Where do I live? Well, this week, it’s Virginia.
Between work and workouts here, I’ve been spending some quality time with my mother and our friends. #LadiesWhoLunch
And then there’s ladies night.
After a night out in Richmond, we road tripped to Charlottesville the next day before the first UVA football game of the season.
“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.”
Time for a wine tasting.
“his lips drink water
but his heart drinks wine”
We hit Charlottesville in style with Fridays After 5 and an outdoor feast at the most savory nouveau-Latin restaurant. Naturally, I dined on ‘chos.
Saturday we hit the
ground field running for the Hoos.
Well, almost all of us. Don’t tell, but after the tailgate, I zipped out to work. I was at the game in spirit though.
Work hard play hard. When your work is on your own time, it can be like play.
These past few days at home in Virginia have been so relaxing and full of love.
I’ve been basking in the love before my next trip to New York City for Fashion Week. Forever on the go!
Are you tuning in for NYFW?
“It’s all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don’t know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It’s a dream already ended. There’s nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away? Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born.”