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Post #49: Only in San Francisco.

Post #49: Only in San Francisco…

Post #49: Only in San Francisco.


Ah, San Francisco. You’re a city of such contrasts.

Riding BART to work last week, I noticed a woman buttoning up her jeans as she stood next to me. As you do. She had make-shift grillz and asked me for money. I gave her my usual response. She pushed on to the next carriage and left a parting gift of urine that snaked its way down the carriage floor to pool at my feet.

On Sunday, the Canadian and I were afforded one of the most ‘San Francisco’ days either of us have ever experienced.

Sweet potato tart with eggs, fruit and biscuits at Dottie’s. YUM!

Dottie’s True Blue Cafe is renown as the best brekkie in town and lines are usually over an hour long. They recently moved from the Tenderloin, to SoMa. And SoMa is obviously short for ‘So Much Worse than the Tenderloin’.

So there we were outside Dottie’s new location on Sixth, minding our business camouflaged in a line of about thirty hipsters. Residents in the SRO opposite kept chucking trash out the windows at us. Local types camped out on the fire hydrants, watching us watching them. Then out of nowhere, a homeless bloke (obviously off his meds) bounded up to us. He started SCREAMING at us that we were judging him, and making assumptions about him. He reeked of alcohol and he was just not making any sense. But he didn’t let that didn’t stop him. From one tirade, he launched straight into another. My focus was on his hands – what weapon did he have? – and I was playing out scenarios in my head of how I could disarm him. And then, my wise friend from the prairies said to him, “You know what? You’re right. I apologise.”

Just like that, he stopped. Muttered something, and then walked away. I was in shock. The Canadian saved us! And all it took was an apology. He later returned to accost the group behind us and was none to happy when the hipsters said they planned to pay for their meal by card.

Ambiance outside  – 0/10  (ie get me the hell outta here before I am shot!).

Ambiance inside  – 7/10. Larger than their tenderloin location and faster service.

Food – 9/10. You can’t beat Dottie’s eggs and sourdough toast. Mmmm!

Bourbon Coffee Cake with Cream. Oh yeah.

After brunch, we found ourselves in Union Square, watching the effects of a drum circle on the consciousness of the masses. The event was put on by the Planetary Dancers, a group dedicated to healing the world through the conscious group spirit. Or something. It was SO Granola California and I loved it!

Every breath, a prayer.
Every breath, a prayer.
Who do you run for?
World peace.
Breathe the wild air!”

I had my camera with me, so I focused on trying to capture some of the energy, love and goodwill that was floating around the square. Particularly after the earlier incident.

The dancers running in circles around the white cheesecloth-wearing drummers.

Breathing the wild air…

World peace.

Flying the flag

Earth Mama and Papa.

Bliss.

After getting our hippie fill, we wandered down to the Ferry Building, and passed blokes dressed as moss. As you do. Nothing is out-of-place in San Francisco!

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Welcome to the forty-ninth post of the Great Writing Challenge of 2012.
Five days a week for six months, I will be given a topic to write about. The stipulation: it must be 250 words (or more), and positive in tone. If you would like to suggest topics for me to write about, please email me at TheRebeccaProject [at] gmail [dot] com.

Post #31: The Obligatory California New-Agey Granola Epiphany

Welcome to the thirty-first post of the Great Writing Challenge of 2012.
Five days a week for six months, I will be given a topic to write about. The stipulation: it must be 250 words (or more), and positive in tone.
If you would like to suggest topics for me to write about, please email me at TheRebeccaProject [at] gmail [dot] com.

Post #31: The Obligatory California New-Agey Granola Epiphany

I feel as though I am emerging from an extended period of fluctuation in my life and am awakening a renewed vigour within. I have experienced great moments (days, even) of clarity, and I have been actively shaping my life to be what I want it to, and what it ought to be. I have goals and dreams to achieve, and I can see now exactly what it is that I need to do to achieve it. It’s so empowering. The fog of uncertainty is clearing!

I have enough clarity to know that it feels fleeting, so I’m taking charge of these moments to chart, grow, learn and develop before it fades. Maybe this is my real California new-agey granola epiphany?

One of the ways in which I am trying to pass it on this new heightened awareness and clarity, is through mentoring a good friend from work. Scorpio and I are very alike and have a similar set of values and traits. It’s such a pleasure to work with someone who is on the same page so I can leave the disclaimers behind. One of the things I admire most about Scorpio is her tenacity. At the moment, she is working on what I think is The Fabulous Idea. But she is on an all-too-familiar undulating wavelength: big peaks with frenzied activity and so many ideas your hand cannot write fast enough to record them, and stagnant troughs in a cycle of self-doubt and mental fogginess.

I believe in Scorpio’s Fabulous Idea, and have really relished being a wise old sounding board. I enjoy working with her to spot potential problems, and address them with solutions. She has been most kind in indulging my need to explore this mentoring angle, too.

A beautiful representation of emotions

[Source: Artist Linda Donohue on Etsy]

The amazing thing is that I can see The Fabulous Idea: I know how it’ll all play out. I have seen it.
She can build something that is useful and has the ability to reach and inspire a great many people. This is potentially a great long-term project — one that personalities like us struggle with (patience is sadly not a virtue bestowed on either of us). But I want to reassure her in the periods of self-doubt that it will work out. It’s going to be a phenomenal experience for her, and is the type of project that will open the doors for her that she deserves. This is a stepping stone to bigger and greater things, but just like me, she’s impatient to get to the good bits!

Through her and in some respects seeing my traits reflected back at me, it has been a real awakening. There is just so much work to do to get where I want to go and also help Scorpio achieve her goals, but it’s just as important (if not moreso), to enjoy the journey there.