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I know nothing
Read More: I know nothingSomeone asked me the other day, “How are you feeling right now?” She was referring to my upcoming journey to the east coast. And in that moment, I had no words to describe how I was feeling. My answer to her was, “I don’t know how I am feeling.” That answer didn’t mean I’m not excited about…
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What matters most
Read More: What matters mostIt started with a tickle in my throat and then I lost my voice. Bedridden for several days and later ended up in one of Seattle’s Urgent Care unit. I’ve learned that a cold can rapidly progress into bronchitis – and in my case – possibly Whooping Cough. (I’ll get the results early next week.) I’m…
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Foreigner
Read More: ForeignerMy memories of stepping foot into my first-grade class are fuzzy. When I think back to that time, all I remember is seeing the tops of children’s shiny blond heads. I also recall that everyone in the class had light colored eyes. I was standing behind my first-grade teacher in front of the class. I was…
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The tracks of my tears
Read More: The tracks of my tearsMy life has evolved drastically over the past year. I lost my Dad. While my Dad left my life, I met someone who would have a significant impact on me. He and I have been in a long distance relationship for over a year now. He lives in NY. In the past year, I’ve learned so…
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Summertime in New York
Read More: Summertime in New YorkWhen I was growing up, I didn’t understand the concept of seasons. Each month blended into the next without a definitive change in temperatures. I grew up in San Francisco, a place where the climate is mild and consistent. It’s 60-something degrees with some wind. That’s what you get. But the downside to having pleasant…
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In between.
Read More: In between.When I’m suspended in air, there is no concept of time or reality, and I am focused only on one thing. That thing is writing. As the jet floats by puffy, cotton candy-like clouds, I work the keyboard. Two nights ago, I flew back from NYC. Butters’ warm body was pressed up to my feet. And…
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Capturing the Beauty of Mono Lake
Read More: Capturing the Beauty of Mono LakeLast year around this time, I was immersed in a photography workshop in the Eastern Sierras. I’ve written about it in previous posts and tonight, I felt a yearning for something I’ve been missing for a while. I miss being in a consistent state of flow…fully in the moment. This is when I feel most alive. I learned…
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Be a Pack Leader.
Read More: Be a Pack Leader.Before I adopted Butters, I was on my own in Santa Barbara. I didn’t have a lot of responsibilities…only my job. I lived a block from the beach and in an area where there was plenty of street parking. Except for this one time after work, I pulled up to my apartment and could not…