The Launch

She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world. - Kate Chopin, The Awakening

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I remember that feeling well. Securing the heavy cloth of "normalcy" on my shoulders as I left for my administrative job, a drooping heaviness, slowly gathering weight throughout the day. My heart ached with strained discontentment. I felt like a fraud. A failure. Incapable of fulfilling ideals of where and who I should be, ought to be, by age 25.

I had forgotten what I loved and craved, the hobbies and passions I possessed. I forgot how to flow with life, with my nature, with my strengths. Continue reading "The Launch"

The Launch

She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world. - Kate Chopin, The Awakening

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I remember that feeling well. Securing the heavy cloth of "normalcy" on my shoulders as I left for my administrative job, a drooping heaviness, slowly gathering weight throughout the day. My heart ached with strained discontentment. I felt like a fraud. A failure. Incapable of fulfilling ideals of where and who I should be, ought to be, by age 25.

I had forgotten what I loved and craved, the hobbies and passions I possessed. I forgot how to flow with life, with my nature, with my strengths. Continue reading "The Launch"

Perpetual Autumn

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Autumnal sunshine transports me back to memories of Pai. The infamous mountain town in northern Thailand that my friends and I have appropriately nicknamed 'the land of the lotus eaters'. Many people came and never left. Opened restaurants and made families. Melded into the easy ways of a mountain town. Past lives were forgotten and left behind as these travelers enmeshed themselves in the vibrant sunsets, rich food, and the not-so-subtle cornucopia of 'mood enhancers'.

I'm left with these memories of this beautiful and grounded town. Where yoga & music & camping & atypical diets are the norm.

It felt like a piece of my soul, a home I had envisioned countless times in my own mind, a place where I felt free & adventurous, connected & appreciated, full of love & wide-eyed.

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Playful Adventures

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As a child I daydreamed about living in the endless woods behind my house. The notion of living with the land and creatures, to be enveloped in the greatness of Mother Earth, gripped me and sparked my imagination. My family instilled these values in me and I was lucky to spent many weekends camping, fishing, and canoeing with my family. Highlights of my childhood consisted of: watching my father build fires, return the smaller fish back into the river, and teach me how to canoe;  my mother, a petite and powerful woman showing me how to pitch a tent and gently appreciate all creatures from bull frogs and salamanders to deer and foxes; convincing my step-dad to help me build a teepee in the flush forest behind my house, where well-worn Mexican blankets covered the small circular dirt floor and just outside of the teepee entrance I carefully shaped old bricks into a makeshift fireplace. Continue reading "Playful Adventures"

The Tonic of Wildness

We need the tonic of wildness...At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable. We can never have enough of nature. - Henry David Thoreau
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Secret Passages

Spring is creeping over The Holy City. Saturday sunlight drenches the dune colored stones and flowers speckle the windowsills. Today is Shabbat. We meander through the silent and empty streets, through forgotten alleyways and seemingly secret tunnels, taking in the uniformity of the ancient stone attempting to understand this city's portentous history. Continue reading "Secret Passages"