I met her at the hotel where the workshop was. She’s a doctor from
England and we hit it off immediately. We ended up playing the imagine
a day in your dream life game because I noticed she was focusing a lot
on what she didn’t want.
She absolutely loved the game and her enthusiasm just started
spiralling outward from that point forward. She thanked me deeply
later and that felt great. And then she gifted me by asking about my
dream day. And here’s how it went:
I wake up in the Venice Canals. I’m on the second floor and my wall is
all glass looking out on the canal. There is a curtain for privacy and
the room is super decorated with primary colors and tribal stuff and
trippy stuff and it just oozes me. But someone else did it all. I just
walked into it already setup. I out on my awesome clothes which are so
soft and comfortable and are covered in geometry and designed and
given to me by good friends. I come out to the living room/kitchen
loft area and VV is there already finishing making breakfast. It’s
another blowout meal that tops the last which I thought was
untoppable. She has become well known as the best raw food chef in LA.
My roommates are also up and they are fucking pumped and awesome. All
amazing working artists and Burning Man people and just so smart and
attractive and alive and excited and crazy and raw foodists.
We all decide to be a little crazy and race to the beach and strip
down and go skinny dipping to connect with some water in the morning.
We come back and have a big group cuddle massage with liberal amounts
of coconut oil and natural oils and perfumes being applied to hair and
backs and arms and legs.
Then VV and I jet over on my pimped out scooter to Urth for a meeting
with our producer. The movie is financed and we’re choosing DPs and
crew and picking cast. All the top people (Pitt, Clooney, Lange,
Streep, etc) want in and we have some tough calls to make and some
meetings to work out.
That finishes and I get horny. VV and I have some vigorous sex and
then i feel like performing so I head over to the boardwalk and go to
town.
People are blown away by my energy and my dancing and my performance
and they’re shocked and awed and crying and laughing (thank you
ayahuasca for the inspiration) and literally throwing money at me and
writing checks and doing anything in their power to give me some
money. One woman comes up and says I’ve never seen anything remotely
like that and hands me a 100 dollar bill.
I’m feeling great and I head over to the Farmer’s Market for a few
baskets of berries and head home and there’s like 7 people at the
house having a surprise pot luck. We go to town and someone shows up
with some THC-infused raw coconut ice cream and wow life is good.
Oh shit I’m late for rehearsal! I hop on the scooter and fly at top
speeds down alleys and back streets all the way downtown and show up
at rehearsal for one of the 3 groups I’m involved with. Rehearsal is
awesome. Super productive and hugs and love all around. Someone
mentions a good friend’s band is playing tonight so I jet over there
after rehearsal and get on stage and rock the party for about 20
minutes then head home.
As I’m getting on the scooter I get a call from my agent and he has
booked me for a Robot Rabbi bar mitzvah gig paying top $ this week end
and there is a festival in Paris that wants me to go over there for a
few days and do my one-man show and teach some workshops on memoir
improv and spirituality. They say they’ll fly me first class and 5
star with raw gourmet all the way. They really want me to come over!
Then I’m a little beat and I head home and VV is just starting to
watch a Fellini movie she wanted me to see and we snuggle and spoon
and slowly doze off merging back into the non physical.
Ahhhhhhhhh it feels so good I can feel it coming!
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