Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Chomp



I, uh, am kind of trying to learn PS and it's hard but when your, uh, partner is a photographer, there're lots of photos to choose from...

Anyway... (:

"Hope isn't just another spiritual cul-de-sac."






Make sure my sister knows I loved her
Make sure my mother knows the same
Always remember, there is nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name
Always remember, there is nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name

Friday, September 23, 2011

"A quest is different for everyone, but the courage is the same."





Mereki took 2 others with him for 44 days, 18 flights, and 11 countries to turn all of their experiences into three 3-minute films based on the linear concepts of movement, learning, and great eats.

As a wanderluster, I think this guy is the bee's knees :)

You Make Me Smile - Aloe Blacc


Aloe Blacc, an american soul singer.
It's hard to complain when music sounds this good.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Monday, September 19, 2011

From the Angry Therapist

How do you know when you love someone?

I’m 10,000 feet in the air and feeling ambitious. I figure if I go down, might as well go down swinging. So I picked the toughest question in my inbox of 208. Yes, I know they are accumulating. That’s why I’m answering questions and not surfing Facebook. Anywho, got my Dunkin Donuts coffee balancing on the lopsided tray, my half folded lap top pressed against the reclined seat in front of me, and my pants unbuttoned (two donuts while waiting to board). Okay, let’s do this!

I used to believe that love was a light switch. Something goes off. You get an overwhelming sensation. It hits you like a bag of bricks. Or a strong arrow. When you know, you know. Right? Not so much. After 38 years and an expired marriage, I don’t see love that way anymore. I’ve placed Cupid right next to Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny.

Love is a series of choices. The first choice is based on many many factors, including chemistry, principle, logic, humor, intelligence, body type, where we are in our lives, what we want / need… the list goes on and on, and the weight of each factor varies depending on the individual. Based on these factors, we either choose to begin the process to love or not. If we decide to enter this process, the action of loving can bring “light switch” moments. The way he looks at you. How hard she make you laugh. The notes he hides in your purse. The way she makes you feel when you don’t feel anything. But like an airplane flight, there is turbulence. The fights. The disagreements. The little things that bother you. His socks. Her shopping. You start wondering if you’ve made the right choice. Once you are in doubt, you have to make another choice. To continue to fly with this person or jump out of the plane. This choice is based on a thousand other factors, again depending on the individual and where they are in their journey. If you decide to jump, the scary free fall will either make you stronger (grow) or miserable (depressed). But sooner or later, you’ll find yourself back at the airport waiting to board another plane. Then you hit turbulence. Or maybe there is no turbulence. Maybe you’ve changed your mind about the destination. Either way, another choice. Fly or jump?

Love is making a choice every single day, to either love or not love. That’s it. It’s that simple. Either to continue the process or not. We fall in and out of love. Even in relationships, especially in relationships. This doesn’t mean we don’t love the person. It means we are left with a choice. There is a difference between feeling love for someone (caring about a person), and loving someone (choosing to love that person). You may have love for someone forever. But that doesn’t mean you choose to love that person forever. The choice to love is not a feeling, it is an action. That is why it is so difficult. It requires you to do something and I’m not just talking about buying flowers. It might mean putting your wants aside. Also, like chemistry, the ability to love is not a constant. It is a variable. It fluctuates, depending on where you’re at in your life and what you’re struggling with. Sometimes it is easy to love. Sometimes it is extremely difficult. But at the end of the day, it’s always a choice.

Although love varies, it also deepens. This means the longer you stay on that flight and embark on the journey together, the more fruit the process with bare. Your investment pays off. Your choices become easier. You not only become stronger as a couple, but also as individuals, assuming the love process is healthy - which means you guys are both doing work. The choice to love creates opportunity to hit notes in life that you could never hit alone and THIS is what makes your choice worth it.

So how do you know if it’s love? That is not the question to ask. The question is do you choose to love this person or not? Right now. Not tomorrow. Today. Make a choice. Yes or no. If the answer is yes, love as hard as you can. Love with everything you’ve got (your capacity right now at this point in your life). If the answer is no, promise me one thing.

Let the fall make you stronger.

- Angry

Sunday, September 18, 2011

This never happens.




I'm so happy, I don't know what to do.

Friday, September 16, 2011

Filial.

"How goes your last days with him?"

"He came home drunk last night and fell asleep with his head on the groove of my shin to my foot while I painted my nails."

No emotional debts

This baby's been on repeat. It's something about her voice. Something.




I don't understand,
Why do I stress the man,
When there's so many bigger things at hand,
We could a never had it all,
We had to hit a wall,
So this is inevitable withdrawal,
Even if I stop wanting you,
A Perspective pushes true,
I'll be some next man's other woman soon,

I shouldn't play myself again,
I should just be my own best friend,
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men,

So we are history,
Your shadow covers me
The sky above ablaze only lovers see.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

The Beauty Love Left Behind

"A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me.

It isn't very pretty anymore. Some may even think it ugly. That's OK. It was your home. It's where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it."

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Frank O'Hara

"When I die, don't come, I wouldn't want a leaf
to turn away from the sun -- it loves it there.
There's nothing so spiritual about being happy
but you can't miss a day of it, because it doesn't last."

Monday, September 5, 2011

Dust&Dirt

"If most people would've gone through what I've been, I wouldn't be standing here today."

"What does that mean?"

"I got dusty feet."