Like No One’s Watching

“Don’t move the way fear makes you move. Move the way joy makes you move.”~ OSHO

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I just LOVED this little guy at last weekend’s bluegrass extravaganza (inside a Hyatt Regency, of all places), who was dancing his wee heart out—stationed front and center—in jig-ready wellies/boots. He paid no attention whatsoever to who else might be watching (and believe me, I was not the only one captivated by his enthusiastically-executed freestyle moves). His lack of inhibition was so refreshing and inspiring.

At what age do we lose that freedom, and when is it time to get it back?

I turn 36 tomorrow, and, if I’m being totally honest, that number catches me a bit by surprise. It’s been mostly a really good year, sprinkled with some moments that were tougher than I could have ever foreseen as well as many moments that were far more magnificent than I ever could have possibly dreamed up. I will find myself celebrating sans family for the first time in forever, which makes me sad, but I also relish the fact that I will be surrounded by a loving, supportive, fun, funny, soulful “family” of Seattle-based folks who are more amazing than I could have envisioned before I surprisingly dropped my finger on this place on the map.

Here’s to a new year of possibility and moving in joy…..like this lil’ lad reminded me, the beauty of dancing—wild & free—like no one else is watching at all.

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Weekend Pep

On a sunny Friday afternoon (of a really good week, after a kinda crap week), when my morning was filled with laughs, my mom sending pics from a joyous family celebration taking place back east, the weekend ripe with possibility & fun and my hood happily buzzing with gentle mondo-dogs, cyclists, joggers and lunchers with those unmistakable “weekend” smiles on their faces and pep in their steps, I feel really present. And really content. I’m where I should be. And grateful for it all. Happy weekend, friends.

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“We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.”~Thornton Wilder

New Year Goodness

Dawn of a New Year

Dawn of a New Year

Usually, even when it shouldn’t, New Year’s Eve carries with it a lot of pressure, a lot of build-up, a lot of expectations. (I know I am not alone in feeling this way.) It feels like a stressful deadline to have fully processed the year that’s about to come to a close and to have neatly laid out all of one’s goals and intentions for the year to come.

Sometimes, I honestly feel relief when it’s over. For me, everything on this holiday feels a bit too crowded, a bit too sloppy, a bit too forced. (Next year, I repeat, all I crave is a cozy fireside dinner party with all my nearest and dearest in a remote cabin in the woods. Oh, and snow falling softly outside our window and a late-night acoustic jam by the flickering flames would be great, too, thanks:))

Party @ a home

Party @ a home

Party @ a bar

Party @ a bar

My NYE was fine, filled with moments that were good, but when the first morning of 2014 arrived, I also sighed a huge sigh of relief. My January 1st, in contrast, was FANTASTIC. One of my Seattle BFFs, who happens to live about three blocks from me, invited me over for a day of total vegging, and I loved it. She cooked (health-conscious but delicious food), we watched movies, we sipped some wine, we rehashed the night before and looked forward to the year ahead. We allowed ourselves that rare chance to be total yoga pants-wearing-sloths for an entire day without feeling one iota of guilt. It was divine.

The simple day reminded me of a few wishes I hope to hold close for the year ahead. Drop the “shoulds.” Do what feels good. Indulge. Maintain moderation. Surround yourself with those with whom it’s zero effort, who get you, who listen, who build you up,  who make you laugh. Be present. Appreciate the now.

Laugh easily. Dream hopefully. Trust steadfastly. Allow joy. Live with ease. Be grateful for it all.

New Year's Day bliss: zucchini-shiitake bruschetta, a wee bit of vino and Sweet Home Alabama on the tube

New Year’s Day bliss: zucchini-shiitake bruschetta, a wee bit of vino and Sweet Home Alabama on the tube

Happy New Year, friends.

A Whole Stream

[Pit stop @ Zillah, WA]

[Pit stop @ Zillah, WA]

“….the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favour all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way.” ~WH Murray

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dream Loud

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This Day

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Hmmm how will you spend today?

Happy Tuesday, friends!

A little morning musica for you:

Gentle persistence

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