This week was a doozy. Super moons in rebellious signs, or something like that. So I heard. For me it went from comfortable flow, to sudden shock, to fear, change, and ultimately, acceptance. Another blow to my stable nest. Rent raise, and the reality check that for as much love and time I pour into … Continue reading Welcome to the World, Little Grasshopper
My hammock smells like an old musty sail. Everything is thick and sticky this time of day, this time of year, as clouds churn and work themselves into sweaty storms. As humans push against the heavy heat to "get it all done" before the sky dumps. Thunder rolls and lets us know how close we … Continue reading Summertime
Cuz I guess they're kinda cool.
Waking up again from the virtual dream world.
A short story from the sea, about repenting, reflecting, and allowing for angels.
Our "new" reality where nothing is certain.
Experiences in adult potty training, a reflection on the little moments that shape us.
The hands behind the movement.
Visits home, and learning to become a conscious contributor to the places I travel.
Knowing Home 