Dog Biting & Fear Fighting

It’s amazing the first time you really examine your fears around your mortality and the fragility and preciousness of life. I was bitten by a dog 2 weeks ago. Like it or not, i was shaken wide awake by this scare, and feel like i don’t want to waste another minute being afraid of life. Or not taking the chances i need to take. Or not facing my fears.

Physical Attractions, Surface Distractions

When I spend long stints of time wandering the world by myself, I often find myself reflecting on the nature of human attraction.

Especially as a woman who enjoys spending time alone, getting hit on becomes a regular experience. I am under no illusion that it’s because I am special by any means. It just happens. Especially if you are even a little bit warm and friendly. The circumstance does, however, make me wonder about this human dance of attraction, and how I am wired differently than this… (and i know i am not alone)

Comfort Zones & Frantic Phone(calls)

DRIVING. So you think you get your license when you’re 16, and from there it’s all going to be an automatic piece of cake, right?

Not so fast. Here comes a foreign country with backwards roads and backwards rules, and suddenly you’re like a newborn again (for at least a quick minute).

The neatest thing about traveling alone in a foreign country is that it forces you to grow some serious life hacking skills. It forces you to expand. It forces you to handle your shit and deal with circumstances that are inevitably out of your comfort zone.

The Beauty Within, Under the Skin

Life is Art. And beauty comes in so many shapes and forms. I notice that often when I look at people, I almost feel like i am looking at a painting in an art gallery.

Often the things that are stereotypically thought of as “beautiful” don’t attract me or excite my adoration as much as the features that many of us are trained to think of as “things to fix” or “flaws”

Ups and Downs. Smiles and Frowns

This morning I woke up with a density of sadness cloaking me along with the haze of a rainy day.

I lay there, missing the old me … wondering where the days had gone, where I felt like an unstoppable energizer bunny of enthusiasm. Where optimism was effortless and had a life of its own.

Puppy Love, Fitted Glove

Petting animals creates the sensation of a big huge snuggly cocoon enveloping your whole being like a snugly fitted glove.
There’s no such thing as too much affection with those you love! More love!

constructive criticisms, productive perspective prisms

When I ask someone I respect for constructive criticism on a craft that they have mastered, that I am trying to learn – I absolutely love receiving the feedback! I’m not shy. I’m not proud. I don’t want to be right, I want to grow and absorb the condensed nugget of their wisdom

Baby magnetism vs. idealized romanticism

Sigh. (Squeak!) Try as I might to rationalize the reasons I don’t want to bring a child into this iPhone laden world of chaos and climate change…there is undeniably some part of me deep down in the tip of my left toe that was simply born to be a mother. It’s just funny to see how the brain and the heart and the biological imperative essential nature of our Beings are not always in agreement.

We had to be who we were

So often these moments of self loathing creep in to try and drag us out of the present. But we must not let them. We must accept every step along our path. Thank goodness for growth. Thank goodness for lessons. Thank goodness for the journey that brought us here. Now.

Because this is the only place worth being. In this moment.