Wow...

One week later...

What a week. So many photos. So much fun. So tired.

So much of Lumina.

Where to begin?

It's 1:26 a.m.

My heart is soft and warm in the comfortable presence of one so familiar...a gift worth repeating for a lifetime.

Lumina makes me want to write songs, spout poetry, sigh long and loudly. It's no secret that I'm utterly in love with her beyond expression. Did you know that tonight I went to her art show in a gallery downtown Seoul? An original Lumina Gershfield hung on the wall next to famous Korean artists. I still can't believe it, but I was there. I was there, watching her, staring at her painting on that white wall. Her paintings inspire me.

I was dazzled by her tonight... I was completely wowed by how effortlessly she glided through the gallery rooms, charming not just me, but the entire world.

I have to admit, I was a bit star-struck. I felt shy even when she looked at me and smiled across the room. She was so beautiful. Her gracful elegance slipped silently from each wave of her feminine, black dress and each ringlet curl.

I attempted to get close to her and take pictures of her delicate laugh surrounded by admirers. I wanted to join the crowd, but felt too overcome, so I stayed in the distance. Would I honestly be the one she'd come home to? Was I the one she would confide in? Would I be the one to hear her secrets, and her "afterward" when the crowd went home?

As I type this, Lumina is brushing her teeth in the other room.

I shout my love for my goddess friend across to you. It is a bright love, full and rich, like soul substance always seems to be.

May everyone in the world have their very own lumina infinite'.

I love mine.