Every birthday is a privilege. Mine is especially so because a little festival called Sundance happens to coincide with it each year and offers the perfect celebration of my journey on this planet for yet another trip around the beautiful burning sun. I never can remember how old I really am and I suppose that right there is a testament to a life lived well and out loud and in a furiously happy way.
Here's to all of you who keep all of my candles burning so very brightly. Your love is pure magic. Blessings to you. Each and every single one.
