Friday, February 25, 2011

Crazy Birthday Love

I was in Chicago last week for my Mom's 50th birthday party. 60 of our families closest friends packed our house last Saturday and brought wonderful food, drinks, and stories of the past and present. The night began with a champagne toast and culminated with a dance party, during which we nearly "cut the rug", or carpet rather. Needless to say it was amazing. I was too busy drinking and conversing to take pictures, but at some point there were bag pipes being played in the dining room. This is a picture that my man Matthew Williams took, but doesn't like, from new years eve, which was a similar party but not as exciting as this past birthday extravaganza.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

How Do You Speak with Love to a Thief?

Part of my new years resolution is to practice calm and relaxation in both my mind and body. In January I began going to a local yoga class and have been attempting a routine of stretching and meditating. Yesterday I decided to revisit the book, The Four Agreements by Miguel Ruiz. I want to adopt these words to live by, which I have been told is a tough challenge, but one with great rewards. The four agreements are:

Be Impeccable With Your Word
Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the Word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your Word in the direction of truth and love.

Don’t Take Anything Personally
Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering.

Don’t Make Assumptions
Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness and drama.

Always Do Your Best
Your best is going to change from moment to moment. Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse, and regret.

And then last night while I was out for dinner and drinks after class, my wallet was stolen.


There were charges attempted in cities across Western Washington in a matter of ninety minutes. After I am done going through all of the swear words, hateful is the next that comes to mind. So how do I keep my speech impeccable when all I want to do is be loud and angry?

I want to teach them a lesson, but I feel I am the one that is learning a really shit stink of a lesson in calmness, in forgiveness, and in deep breathing.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

22 States Total and 16 Different Ones

It's been too long since I've seen you. I said I would post in December during our epic road trip, but honestly I didn't even have time to see all the people I wanted to, let alone spend time in front of the computer writing to an anonymous audience.

So, I miss you, whoever you are, and I miss being able to look back at life and see what it may look like to some one else. Even if that is just reflecting on something that happened but six weeks ago. I guess this is what they call the 'curatorial me', and a generation of youth with an insatiable thirst for information.

We started out in Washington, drove through Oregon, Idaho, Utah, paused in Wyoming, Colorado, Kansas, Missouri, Illinois, Kentucky, and arrived at our first destination in Tennessee. Ten days later, set out again. Tennessee, Kentucky, Indiana, Illinois, and unpacked for our second destination. Two weeks later, headed back west from Illinois to Wisconsin, Minnesota, South Dakota, Wyoming, Montana, and eight more hours of Washington until Seattle and we arrived at what we call home.

These are the images that we gathered from our friends, family, mountains of Utah, uninterrupted fields of Kansas, and everything that lies between.