Capital captures

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Thank you, DC, for your free culture and art. What an incredible gift! I promise to not take you for granted whenever I’m home.

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The Portrait Gallery rocks.

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People friends!! And dog friends too:)

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The Newseum is my absolute favorite.

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It’s a powerful place.

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Thanks, home, ’twas really lovely to see you all. I hope to be back soon!

In between

When I first arrived in DC two weeks ago, I was half still here in Seattle/half there, happy happy happy to be home. Slowly, gradually, I morphed into being fully present there in the DC/VA scene, remembering the rhythm of that life and the rhythm of those people.

I even slid back into my old shoes, literally, finding myself (Twilight Zone-style) sitting at those very desks and typing on those very computers where I once worked for five years of my life. That temporary re-enactment was sometimes good, often stressful, mostly surreal and, above all, wonderful confirmation that I made the leap/change at the exact moment I should have. I am grateful to have been given that unexpected perspective. That gentle reassurance.

After a week of hard work, whirlwind social visits and too little sleep, I allowed myself to totally decompress for the second week I was home. I was lazy and indulgent. I fell back into old routines and old behaviors (admittedly, not all ones I’m 100% proud of…why does that inevitably happen? It frustrates me to no end.). I ate well and slept soundly and relished time with my beloved parents and friends (those who actually still live there, that is…I feel such a void when I walk around those city streets and remember the mass exodus that befell our tightly-knit crew this past spring/summer. It still makes my head spin, to be honest. ).

All last week, I was busy visiting and being visited. I was thrilled to see some people I care about thriving and sad/concerned to see others struggling. The only thing constant in life is change.

Now I am back in Seattle–happy to be here, but of course, missing those from home. Half here, half there.

Two homes. A blessing and a curse, at times.

I was greeted last night with open arms (and heaps of Thai noodles), and today I’m being productive and indulgent back in the coffee shop zone that now feels so familiar to me. Mostly, it feels really good to be here.

Live it

‘If you don’t live it, it won’t come out of your horn.’~Charlie Parker

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Some grrrreat things about home

(Aside from, of course, quality time with my family and some of my best friends in the whole world. Being pampered by my parents is also pretty luxurious, I must admit. I’m a lucky lass.)

But also of note….

~GOOD nights of sleep

~a coffee table covered in Oprah mags

~a box full of tea options that’s bigger than my head

~getting to cruise in a car (I miss driving sometimes!)–windows down, radio pumping (even if I swear most stations around here are playing the same songs they played when I was in college!)

~meals out in familiar strip mall eateries (the NoVa burbs sure are a funny place)

~finding forgotten goodies in my closets and drawers

~decadent brekkies of Greek yogurt, blackberries, walnuts, honey (thanks to stocked cupboards and full fridge shelves)

~an excuse to be decadently lazy

~so many worries and cares feeling a million miles away (and growing smaller and smaller with some good perspective)

Happy Friday, friends!

 

Being “here”

To enjoying here + living in the moment, cheers.

“Stress is caused by being ‘here’ but wanting to be ‘there.'”~Eckhart Tolle

More home

Happy Mardi Gras! Austin Grill mmmm
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Playground time with two of my fave kiddos (they’ve changed so much since November!!)

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Big life changes keep on comin’-love exciting ones like this!

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Followin’ the red brick road (so many memories on this wee White House park path)

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The good stuff: tea time with mum:)

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Cafe sits, BFFs, fam, visiting, catching up, smile cookies, Memory Lane…

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The words aren’t flowing these days, so I hope the photos will do for now. How are your weeks:)?

Visions of home

I’m here back east, slipping back into my old life for a week+. It’s surreal at times (last week had several bizarro Twilight Zone moments), but overall it’s reallllly nice, and I’m feeling really grateful. Hope you all had great weeks and weekends!

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