There is Beautiful brother Dolphin,smiling with his heart and wisdom,
I would love to share a story that happened one night in october of 2006 in lovely town of San Francisco..

The Story of Breathing through...

I was driving around SF preparing to play music on one of the corners of this magical town...I had a borrowed car of friend of mine and all my equipment in it...
Parked by the Haight and Ashbery I noticed that the car key stock and I can't take it out...
I made a decision to leave a car key in it,shut the doors and use electric alarm to re-open it by pressing the "alert" button (after pushing 3 times the car would automatically re-open)

While playing I've met brother-Dolphin...
after many gypsy roads,we've met again on the corner of Haight and Masonic...
we had life changing conversation about the breathe...and our reactions to the world around...
I asked him if he needed a ride home and we walked to the car...here we faced the challenge of the stock key...

I tried to take it out,but never could do it...
and brother Dolphin asked if he could try to make it happen...
oh...well..the story goes....as story...and he took out the key infront of my eyes after practicing his little magic....

"Breath through it....just breath through it..."...

I came back to the house of my friends...parked a car...and...

the key got stock again......

remembering that truth I've just experienced...

remembering the fact that for 3 days I've been driving the car with stock in key...

I gave it a shot...

I did breath through it...
and it came out...

just like that...

just like in the happy ending movie...

in the movie of our present moment of breathe and truth...

TRY it yourself...

and talk to the beautiful brother Dolphin with a big smily heart.... :)

simply love-ly*~

Life has been a competition. Don't fight it, its true. We've been schooled to be better than each other, as a way of life. To act and motivate. It is in everything.

And as we move from a world of this nasty sort, where friends fight each other on the astral plane for kicks, and families are one giant game of musical chairs...

This man won the games, and then sat down and said they are done.

That is right, he's the stud who beat out the jocks - the first to reremember that emotions matter. He's the best friend you never had, who knows you fast.

Very fast.

He is my brother. This ain't a casual statement of emotional fluency, it is fucking true. Time gave birth to us to stand side by side and face the Ocean of Love,

and call her in.

Sure I don't know how to swim yet, yet in his smile - the one on his face and the one from his heart - I have the courage to claim my own manhood, to rise into my best and feel the jest of life. And to enjoy it,

very very fully.

Oh by the way, he knows the Dolphins. Don't let him pretend otherwise, he's just testing how much you care. He knows them, and will help you to, too.