Wednesday, August 31, 2011

I went sailing yesterday with friends and it was so much fun, but what I loved the most was watching the waves around us. To me they looked like a large amount fabric, a textured blue velvet, that was stretched all around us. It was like someone far away was taking that velvet and flapping it up and down, causing the waves.
But then I started getting seasick and I had to stop watching the water.

Monday, August 29, 2011

The trees are so alive...

The trees are so alive. Especially when the wind flows through their branches and makes them sway and sing. So many people always see them as these dead, unmoving things, but they’re not. They are constantly moving, building and growing upwards. They always reach for the sky, heading ever higher towards the sun they crave. They don’t waste any time running around on the ground, like we do. They always reach up towards what they really want. You see, the moment you stop rushing about and look up, that’s when you can really start reaching for what’s good in life.

Half Back...

I'm back from the world of no cell service or internet connections, it was wonderful. I'm still on vacation, however, so posts will be sparse. Not that it matters much, I probably only have around two to three readers, so I hope you guys don't mind. New post in a bit.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Gone and gone again...

Doodle from the car ride to Disneyland
So I just got back from a four day family vacation to Disneyland (which was awesome) and tomorrow I'm leaving on a two week trip to visit with my boyfriend and his family. I'll be writing down stuff I think of as I go, but there is no internet on the ranch where we will be staying so there will be no more posts until September 6th. =)

Saturday, August 13, 2011


When I look back on my childhood, I realize that despite some rough spots I had a pretty great one. I learned how to jump a fence (if it was small enough), catch a toad, and create whole worlds using just my imagination and the wild grass. My fondest memories from that time aren’t from movies, tv, or videogames. The memories I cherish are of the adventures I had (I hated playing house or worse, school). Of running barefoot on a gravel road, playing with my shadow in the moonlight, watching the stars and having an awesome outdoor cat who always brought the grossest surprises.

Friday, August 12, 2011


Have you ever noticed how sad and dead lawn grass seems to be compared to wild grass? I mean, if you had your head cut off every time you tried to reach up a little higher you would become sad and dead too, wouldn’t you? Remind you of anyone you know? And why is it that we often prefer that dead, uniform grass to the untamed, beautiful grass growing wild just outside our manicured worlds?

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Touching Clouds

The view from that mountain
I touched a cloud once and to touch this cloud I had to climb a mountain. It was a long and difficult climb, but it was worth it. The funny thing about it, though, was touching the cloud wasn’t really all that impressive. It was just a little bit of moisture on my fingers and walking through it was like walking through fog. What was amazing about it was the view of the world I saw from the top of that mountain, and the feeling that I could do whatever I wanted if I just put my mind to it.
But you know, putting your mind to something is the hardest thing to do, just like it’s difficult to begin climbing a mountain.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Baby Dreams

My friend just had a baby and he was asleep when we went to visit. As I was holding him I couldn't help but wonder whether he was dreaming during all that sleeping. Is it just nothingness? Or does he dream of the womb? Then he has that "startle" reflex where he wakes up with a jolt and we all wondered if he was having dreams of being born.
Or do they dream of the endless possibilities that lie ahead of them in their brand new life?


Flowers are so beautiful. It’s not just because of their color and our cultural reverence for them. It is because something so simple can create such beauty. No matter what happens in our much too busy lives grass will still grow and flowers will still bloom.

Tired of Hiding

If you know me in real life, you've probably seen me staring off into space at some point or other. When I'm staring off into space I'm thinking, and I'm not thinking about nothing. I have a million little thoughts, small paragraphs about life in my head. Some seem profound, others just silly observations. I've started writing them down, now I'm going to share them.
I'm tired of hiding my kaleidoscope thoughts, so get ready, here they come.