Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Sunday, April 14, 2013
1. Spend a week in a place I've never been (mega-trip) at least once every 2 years.
2. Camp out, at least 1 night per year.
3. Convertible (or sun roof) before kids.
4. Live in a place where it's year-round beautiful.
5. Get a screened-in porch or patio + GRILL!
6. Keep making wine.
7. Grow and use more herbs.
8. Read at least 3 great books [preferably classics] each year.
to be continued.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
The relationships that I cultivate and nourish, the walls I construct around myself, the boxes that I move myself to and from day after day, the images I have of myself, and the problems that I envision with their solutions. Am I always just a slight mind-slip away from seeing them as nothing more than a fiction? How important is it to them that I continue to believe and "progress" and shape them? What if I called them out and question their validity? Would they sustain or collapse? How hard would it be to wake up and be a completely different person-- with a different personality, face, and life? Do I want to? Is this what I am, or is this merely what my path has made me into?
Thoughts feel like a swarm of insects tonight. Hot and infectious, and there seems to be no escape.
Monday, May 14, 2012
Search for the grain of truth in other's opinions: When you judge someone else's opinion, it doesn't say anything about the other person, but it does say something about your need to be judgmental.
Seek first to understand: Become more interested in understanding the other person, rather than being understood.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
I've been aware of sadness, apathy, joy, the weather, my friends, my body. I've been aware of my job and tasks and sleep. I've played things out.
But to actually feel something. To cry. Be warm with anger. To miss someone. To worry.
These things are strange islands to me. Vacation spots that I pass by on my boat, but never stop at.
I have postcards to these emotions from my past. I look at them and tell myself I've been there.
It's been so long though that they seem just like stories.