Keep Knocking

GG bonfire

Keep knocking, and the joy inside will eventually open a window and look out to see who’s there.~Rumi

Paper lanterns

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Music Find of the Week

After Sera captivated all of us on the sands of Golden Gardens during last Sunday’s bonfire concert (sadly, the final one of the season), I’ve had this song on repeat. Enjoy!

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Happiness is

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Cease trying to work everything out with your minds. It will get you nowhere. Live by intuition and inspiration and let your whole life be Revelation. 
~Eileen Caddy

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{Me, Saturday, Golden Gardens, post-paddleboarding adventure—seals!! Pure Pisces bliss.}

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So deliciously often recently, my days include:

Being by/in/on the water.

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Barefoot, unkempt lake hair, bathing suit, sundress cover-up, sand and dirt and sweat and sun seeping into me and everything I own.

For me= this is true happiness. 

Surf, sun & sand (sprinkled with doses of other stuff)

My weekend snapshots provide glimpses of attempts to soak up every second of this glorious season. (And not to boast too much, but these past days, I’d say I’ve been doing a pretty darn good job of it:))

You will see water (and more water! Pisces heaven), city skyline views, reunions with friends, lazy park sits, exquisite sunsets and sensational scenes that suggest that ALL is right in the world. I belly-laughed with an old friend as we caught up over a picnic on my favorite Seattle mound. (We got goosebumps as we witnessed a petal-strewn marriage proposal under a fire-streaked sky.) I rode my bike, carefree, down the canal trail; I wandered the Sunday market; I heard music from guitars and a violin and the nostalgic drone of bagpipes.

*Pause: I do think it is sometimes important, however, to acknowledge that these snapshots only tell part of the story. There is some danger in this odd existence where social media and the vetted-for-public versions of our daily lives prevail. Clearly, these pictures don’t capture a few weekend lowlights, like terrible Sunday morning listlessness and a serious WHAT-THE-EFF-Universe moment Friday afternoon that had my emotions running rampant and my mind/heart feeling lightyears away from Zen. Although these moments were brief in the grand scheme, they were real, and they stung…..Like Susannah cleverly confesses, we shouldn’t be fooled into thinking that others’ lives are always “all rainbows and unicorns over here” (despite what highlight-reel-recaps or colorful slideshows tend to suggest).

But the main point, I suppose, is that there WAS (and remains to be) so much amazingness, and this is where we must focus the lens. Sometimes it is too easy to get hung up on the hurt or the scared or the sad, or whatever threatens to plague. But, as always, I practice (and practice some more) shifting the emphasis. On bringing to light what is really, really great–on the billions of small (and big) ways I continue to be blessed.

On Saturday morning, I went paddle boarding (so fun!), where four of us drank in surreal mountain and lighthouse views. We spotted a regal blue heron, bobbing, iridescent jelly fish and a playful seal splashing his way across the sound. We saw a rainbow arch its way around the midday sun (so in this case, in that moment, it actually was all rainbows).

On the journey back to the shore, I really got in the groove-pushing meters ahead of my fellow paddlers-feeling steady and strong as I slid along atop the water. For a wee while there, I lost myself in the rhythm of my strokes, the repetitive swoosh of the oar, visions of hypnotic, dancing light beams below. Afterward, kissed with sun, plastered with seaweed and sprinkled with sand, we rewarded ourselves with JUICY Paseo Cuban pork sandwiches on picnic tables next to the bustling surf shop. Bliss. Like a child just in from a day at the beach, I felt tired and sore and joyful and alive. In moments like this: LIFE. IS. GOOD.

FRIDAY

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Wishing you all wonderful weekends!
I’m fixin’ to…
first, get (hopefully loads of) work done, then get my yoga on, hear some alfresco music, float down a river, taste some wine, camp in the woods and revel in the final session of this year’s Beach Bonfire Concert Series.

What’s on your agenda?
Summer’s still here. Soak her up!

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Words:
Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are.~Marianne Williamson

Tunes:

Have an awesome one, friends!

Water, the sequel

“The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea.”~Isak Dinesen

“Everything flows and nothing abides, everything gives way and nothing stays fixed.” ~Heraclitus

Making it mine

My feet are filthy from the goodness of the day (just as they should be, at this delicious time of year). They are caked with summer…dirt from a walk along the canal with a friend, grains of sand from a post-run beach stroll. Marked by rigid lines where flip flop straps warded off the beating beams of Vitamin D.

(Golden Gardens. Gorgeous, non?)

Moving, no matter the distance, is hard. I’m knackered. Days on end of organizing and prepping and packing and moving and cleaning and unpacking and erranding and settling. I did the majority of this move solo, which is tiring in itself, and I am beyond grateful for a couple kind helper bees here (and a few cheerleaders from afar) who kept me afloat when I truly feared my energy tank was completely depleted.

Now that I am here, I. Love. It.
So far, so good. It is new and exciting and mine, all mine.

I am gradually learning the noises and quirks of my new home. How to jiggle the key in the lock just so. How to keep the shower door on-track when it goes astray. How I can turn down my own music because the beats of the live concert around the corner drift up and through my fourth-floor windows.

There is so much to explore, and I can’t wait. 🙂

Learning my…

new water spots:

new Bucket List neighborhood restos:

new “office” options:

new favorite ever food items (wild lox and herb cream cheese from Homegrown mmmmmm):

new neighbors, new kooky ‘hood festivities, new vibrancy, new energy, new potential for fun, for good, for positive change:

(Tonight I say a silent little “thank you” to all those many, many apartments that didn’t work out. Here’s to a new adventure and building a happy home–a haven for myself and a joyful space to share with others too. What are your tips for building a happy home?)

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