But how? How is it that you, mylove, are the deepest breath and the harshest exhale all at one time? Standing next to you is the first time I breathe. All day. Yet somehow there doesn’t seem to be enough air in the room. I sigh in relief at the feeling of your skin on…
Category: relationships
Balance: An Act of Perfect Imbalance
They say life is all about finding balance. Work-life balance, love-life balance, just balance. What we fail to realize is that balance is in fact an act of perpetual imbalance. I found myself on the lower side of that this week, feeling the weight of everything around me sitting solely on my shoulders; the weight…
She
You are either on her side, by her side, or in her way. She knows in order to achieve her greatest expression she must embrace her demons. She would rather struggle than be stagnant. She is sharp, with a witty tongue that tends to get her in trouble. She will always choose her own path…
Itsy Bitsy Ipsy, Oops She’s Sorry?
It’s no secret that my relationship with my mother has been a rocky one. I can spend YEARS describing the trials and tribulations, the roller coaster ride, the *any metaphor you can think of* that has been our everyday for almost 30 years now. And maybe one day, in my wildest dreams where I’m an…
This Stop: (WR)e(CK)xpectation
In my last blog I spoke about meeting ourselves where we are in the present moment. To focus on our “right nows” and not “should bes”. Its funny however, when we realize just how difficult that actually is. People often refer to the phrase, “easier said then done” when speaking about taking action. Oh how…
29: An Ode to Socrates (or someone like him)
This is what 29 looks like. At least the grainy, Samsung Nook Tablet, just got off work with a book in my lap kind of version of it anyway. Just 2 days after my 29th birthday I’m sitting here on my couch in my newly moved into still unpacked apartment simply blown away that I…
a gypsy promise
it’s in the crook of my finger and the look in my eye with the twist of my tongue your world is changed forever. from first word till last my truth is a gift to you. a promise. no matter the time. minutes. hours. years. never again will you feel the way you feel with me….
Ladies: Own Up
I am usually a pretty big fan of Huffington Post. I often find their articles funny, insightful, refreshing, and generally pleasant to read. There’s been many a day that HP (not Harry Potter this time folks!) is where I get a bulk of my news from. Previously long commutes and all, CNN can get a…
Before a Mirrored Ceiling Cracks
We spend our lives looking for 2 things intensity and comfort. Two things that by nature are contradictory. One unable to be present where the other exists. Yet somehow you seem to provide both. With eyes that stare at me as if looking into my soul and arms that hold me as if there was…
The Missadventure Chronicles 