Negative Space

Life can be this frightening sometimes. In fact, life IS this TERRIFYING. All of the time. And its not the external life that is terrifying. It is the internal. Following a path with no discernable end. Wondering of the depths to which I can plunge, and if I will continue to have the fortitude to pull myself back out. A long walk on the crickety bridge eventually dumps me onto the sand,...

On The Edge of the Earth Life can be this frightening sometimes. In fact, life IS this TERRIFYING. All of the time. And its not the external life that is terrifying. It is the internal. Following a path with no discernable…

Because a stormy day at the ocean Is STILL …a day at the ocean. It can’t be sunny all the time. And the best part about my stormy day at the ocean… Is that I had that WHOLE DAMN THING…EVERY INCH I COULD SEE All to MYSELF. Not a soul in sight. And I loved how rough the water was today. ...

Anchor UP Because a stormy day at the ocean Is STILL …a day at the ocean. It can’t be sunny all the time. And the best part about my stormy day at the ocean… Is that I had that WHOLE DAMN THING…EVERY INCH I …

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“Because when you are present, the world is truly alive” ~ unknown Budhist Yet I am perpetually living in the before and after, living either forward or backwards. But the life mimics the ocean mimics the life.. You cannot wait for the waves to stop crashing before you jump in. In fact, the longer you wait on the waters edge, the more often you are going to get knocked down....

The Push, The Pull, The Ride… “Because when you are present, the world is truly alive” ~ unknown Budhist Yet I am perpetually living in the before and after, living either forward or backwards. But the life mimics the ocean mim…

I've realized two very crucial truths recently: Truth # 1: Green figs are in fact...DELICIOUS. One may confuse them for an "unripe" brown turkey fig, to which we are so accustomed to seeing in the South. However, Green Figs are actually a variety all their own. And even at their "fullest and ripest", they remain bright GREEN. But don't be fooled, they are quite ripe..and MAGICALLY DELICIOUS......

GREEN FIGS I’ve realized two very crucial truths recently: Truth # 1: Green figs are in fact…DELICIOUS. One may confuse them for an “unripe” brown turkey fig, to which we are so accust…

Life… just daily… freaking life… Can become so freaking hard sometimes. The endless decisions, compromises, multitasking and choices we need to make in a given day… Just simply being HUMAN can actually simply be… Exhausting... But I am Grateful for a day like today when one of the decisions I had to agonize over was … for todays escape….do I choose woods ….or water???...

Woods or Water? Life… just daily… freaking life… Can become so freaking hard sometimes. The endless decisions, compromises, multitasking and choices we need to make in a given day… Just simply being HUMAN can actu…

“Because when you are present, the word is truly alive” ~ unknown Budhist Yet I am perpetually living in the before and after, living either forward or backwards. But the life mimics the ocean mimics the life.. And the waves pull me back in, often push me down to the earth, forcing a suspension of time so I might catch my breath....

The Push, The Pull, The Ride… “Because when you are present, the word is truly alive” ~ unknown Budhist Yet I am perpetually living in the before and after, living either forward or backwards. But the life mimics the ocean mimi…

My back is sore and my hands are cramping. Dust and grass clippings in my hair, dirt embedded under my finger nails, and pollen nestling deep into my lungs. I've been out here for hours, and every time I try to wrap it up, I see just ONE MORE w**d that I need to pull. I stand up to take a breath and look back at my work and to revel in my accomplishment, only to be COMPLETELY deflated....

Why Bother? My back is sore and my hands are cramping. Dust and grass clippings in my hair, dirt embedded under my finger nails, and pollen nestling deep into my lungs. I’ve been out here for hours, and …