You can’t have what you judge. Surfing was canceled today due to rain. And I got to do what I’ve been wanting to do for months... Walk around La Jolla and pretend like I live here. All was going well, and then this group of young teenage boys walked by. My queer underprivileged community social programming activated... “Those spoiled little privileged white...” Oh hell no... I do not entertain thoughts like that anymore. Judgement keeps me separate, and it really just comes from me being a jealous disempowered biotch. I cannot receive what I judge. I cannot receive when I’m jealous. I cannot receive when I think I’m not just as worthy as them. So I celebrated them, and sent them blessings, and knew that every single person on this planet has their own path that is not here for me to judge. I also took a photo of this house cause one day I may find it in my phone when I’m living here and stand back in awe of the magical creator that I am.