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Quote I’m Thinking About Right Now:"Be kind. Everyone is fighting a great battle." -St. Athanasious
…from one of my many clippings:"One adventure is over; it is time for another. I have a different kind of work to do now. I am growing into a new season. At the water's edge, watching the tiny, teeming life of that mysterious place between high and low tides, the intertidal zone, I begin to accept the relentless flux that is the condition of these days. I am not old and not young; not betrothed and not alone; not broken and yet not quite whole; thinking back, looking forward. But present. These are my intertidal years. " -I wish I remember who wrote it. It came from the NYT Magazine or Oprah's Mag.
Category Archives: Thoughts
Dear Cathy, You don’t know me, yet if we met under different circumstances, we’d surely be friends. There’s so many things we share in common that sometimes looking at your facebook likes is like looking at a mirror. That’s irony … Continue reading
I keep writing in my head. I guess that’s inevitable; words make me tick. Projects and goals keep me disciplined and accountable. Without them, my time fills. This is reflected both in my quiet blog and in my growing backside. … Continue reading
These are 18 hour days. Long days, with multiple tracks and twists too complex for me to do anything but smile and continue moving forward. There is not energy nor time for untangling confusion that is designed like a net. … Continue reading
I love me some things about Fridays. I love that they are date night. And if they aren’t date night with Some One Else, I make them date night with Me. And I’m too blue to do even that, there … Continue reading
The self-realization of the day: Absorption is not always easy or fast. Struggling to absorb something is not the same thing as refusing to accept it or fighting to change it. Needing time is valid. Even when we understand the … Continue reading
The ocean was tranquil and blue today, with waves like wrinkles in my blanket. I’d spent this morning running hard, pounding out memories and fantasies I didn’t want to dwell on and I went ocean-side wanting more pounding, angry waves. … Continue reading
We’re going on vacation. “A trip with a lover!”, a friend said. I’ve been smiling at that thought for days. We’re going to the mountains to Hike and Breathe and make Simple Farm Food and maybe Look at Art. There … Continue reading