Published July 10, 2016 by

“Oh don’t worry, he’s friendly!”

Well then… why is he looking at my leg like it’s a drumstick?

Ran into people on the descent last night. Didn’t realize till I got home that I had mascara rings around my eyes. And it strikes me as funny that I would wear mascara for a solo hike but I suppose if anyone would do that, it would be me.

I usually find something to cry about once I reach a mountaintop.

Yesterday, it was that a calm loving presence came over me and I heard the words

Your heart got you here.

 

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Published June 24, 2016 by

One must be numb to survive the city.

The noise, the crowds, the billboards the constant sensory over-stimulation.

But people are mammals. And cities are a thing that people make, like beavers make dams. Cities are an organic thing in their own right. I tried to sense into the city the way I do in the woods and without judgement.

It had a different flavor when I did that. But it was still too much. I swear I can feel the wifi and cell signals slicing though me all over like laser beams.

I played with that.

What if that is not a bad thing? Really, how does it feel, this thing that people have made that has enhanced our lives? What kind of experience is that?

Returning home rituals:

remove pants

open all windows

burn incense

stretch

feel grateful

Instead of magpies like the city, I have trembling aspens outside one of my windows. They fill the house with the sound of waves day and night as the wind sighs through them. The air circulating in here is the kind that people are now willing to pay for. I live in it. My luxuries are infinite. How has such grace entered my life?

Quietly, I would say.

 


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Published August 12, 2015 by

“The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.”

― Fyodor Dostoyevsky

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Published July 23, 2015 by

I think about death more than most people I think.

I am curious and excited about it, like a GIANT birthday that only comes once, bursting with the possibilities of an unimaginable unknown.

It is incredibly romantic to me (which means something that I enjoy feeling strong emotions over).

Lately I am overwhelmed by the beauty in pain.

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Published June 20, 2015 by

I suffered from toxic stress as a child as a result of an unstable home life, lack of support from my mother (which would later morph into emotional and physical abuse), bad daycare experiences and the absence of my father.

The fact that in the future, less children will have to experience this fills me with hope.

This is a great video.

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Published April 8, 2015 by

Smart, confident, happy and well cared for. This picture from Humans of New York really touched my heart. The kite, the grin, the t-rex tshirt and glasses…

I am parenting my inner child to be this way ♥

astro

“I’m going to be an astronaut.”
“How do you be an astronaut?”
“You get in the rocketship, then bang it up to space, then you get to do all sorts of activities—like drive. Then if the ship is crashing, you do stuff to make it not crash.”

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Published March 6, 2015 by

“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death.

Some never awaken.”

― Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

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