Amongst Other Things

Lately I've been trying to think on the lighter side of things... I am often times a prisoner of my own thoughts. When I am feeling unrest, there's a salt water steam that fogs up my head and consumes all my air.

Sometimes you just need something to make you feel small. Something much bigger than you to put it all into perspective.

When you can't control something any longer you're not giving up, and you're not giving in. You might just be changing your mind... and moving on. Your soul is to embark on it's own journey, most of the time one of which we can't control.

Being whole again is being free. I am ready to feel whole again.

thinking light

bien fait

Lately I've been feeling a little tangled up and lost in the moment. I really think that predictable people are the ones that keep on propelling this crazy world, but I know that unpredictable moments are the ones that can absolutely change your life, that is- if you're ready for them. You can get lost in a lot of things.... lost in the music, lost in the room, lost in conversation, lost in the moment, lost in your head and probably lost in love but at the end of the night, the same sun still rises over small talk in the hallway and hopefully the longer roasted and darker kind of brew. I've been told my roots always had lips of wine and gin...night and day -they dreamed most of their life away- but they still felt life. It feels good just to feel something. Yes, I am tangled up. But I am breathing- and it feels good to feel something.

I am trying to seize the summer time while it's here, do you remember when you were a child and the seasons just came when they came and it was always to much surprise and admiration... all of the sudden, you were wearing your summer skin. You were just wearing out your jeans and collecting grass stains... jumping into cold water without a care in the world, just the beat. The beat of sweet June, and the beat of your own heart. Then just when you're feeling undefinable, fearless and free, you notice the season change for the very first time... and feel your feet lose control under the weight of your own body. You grow up to realize there's a huge huge world out there just waiting for you, and the next season's arrival...Time has a way of getting back at you.

I think people are weary of commitment because they are weary of disappointing and not just others but even more so themselves. I have nothing to back that up except for my own true life feelings about the way things go... but isn't that like half the experience? Or half the experience missed? I think I may have skipped an entire series of laid out rules in my short lifetime and I am just now learning that you don't have to do everything right the first time. I am riding the beam and on the mend, slowly but surely. I'm going to be okay with letting the pot boil over from time to time.

Let's skip an entire series of laid out rules...


1. 2. 3. Alfa. Bravo. Charlie.

Sea Salt & Very Old Pale

To me, home smells a lot like (or something like), sea salt and rosemary. Don't ask me why... obviously smell is that strong sense tied to memories and I bet if you think back or take a moment to think about it, you'd also be able to recognize something that you can identify with as "home", because if you're anything like me you know that a house is simply not a home.... Ask Ryan Adams or Thomas Wolf about that one later on.

So these are the things I list for keeps, always- laughs in the wee hours of the night (the kind where your ribs are more tired than you are in the morning), the glass of white wine that never spilt, Edgar Allan Poe, hands down priceless priceless pillow talk, a very special old pale and a winning smile.

I have love for the arrival gate of almost any new city or place I haven't visited before and believe it or not there's a lot of them! I know I know, I play it up like I'm a super well traveled woman that's been almost anywhere worth visiting in this world.... well, in my head that's totally true however in reality there's a lot of semi local, quant and awesome spots I've never seen before like the little island town of Sullivan's in South Carolina. I hope you enjoy the photos as much as I have. ;)

                 

everything in your life

Joie de Vivre

For those of you who know me, you know that in my world... anything French is the cream of the crop and it's that simple. Joie de vivre is one of my favorite French phrases and it literally means "a keen enjoyment of life".... obviously interpreted several different ways in the French language and used fairly often. A cheerful enjoyment of life; an exultation of spirit. It's one of those phrases that just resonates with you over and over again... it's like, hey- don't forget the mementos of your life and- you're losing sight of what's important.

Lately I've really been trying not to get hung up on any of the "little things" but you know that's like saying "it's not personal, it's business" to someone who just took something very personally.... easier said than done. Sometimes I get caught up in my own decisions, the details of an unpredictable matter or a simple fate that I may be unwilling to let steer. There's always a grounding reminder for me that brings things back into perspective; at the end of the day... I am an intelligent, classy, and well educated woman who just so happens to say f**k a lot. (yup, it's true).

Last weekend I got a little bit of Beantown back in my life and it felt really good... I don't ever want to get so comfortable in myself and my surroundings that I don't feel the need to just get up and go, travel, live more.

Don't worry, the post is on it's way with plenty of pictures that don't even warrant captions. It's beginning to feel a lot like summer around here and it's a little premature. I felt as if we skipped spring until today, the temperature dropped almost 10 degrees and there is just a cool cool moist feeling over the city. The city- that concrete jungle that we live in. I am happy to be in it this weekend.

Life is a School for Angels

Recently I was inspired by someone in my life. It isn't everyday that you can truly say that about someone that you know, and it's for that very reason that when you can- it's something special. It's easy to feel like your life is harder than other people's, and that the things that work out for everyone else just aren't working out for you. It's easy to let things slip through your fingers, or slip your mind and it's easy to feel pity on yourself when it really isn't earned. I often remind myself that a lot of the things I may view or feel as "sinking ships" in life can't even hold a candle to most, in other's lives. & in the words of SIA herself "some people, have real problems." The inspiration came as a reminder to me that Passionate people are some of the strongest and most valuable people in our society. & that passion itself is an unruly and credible source of energy in which we can set ourselves up with to accomplish almost anything we want to do. What makes passion even stronger? Faith. 

"Life is a school for angels. Love is the Teacher, so do your homework without fear. Death is merely graduation." 

-Jeffrey Kuehl 

Obviously a pretty insightful person to just be described as a "Starbucks customer from Wilmette, Illinois.