Natural Disaster Relief

Monday, October 16, 2017



In the last two months, things have happened rapidly and it makes me reevaluate how precious everything is.  Following the solar and lunar eclipses in early September, the hurricanes seemed to roll in, one after another.  Then - the California wildfires intensified and left in their wake severe destruction.  Not to mention the devastating earthquake in Mexico.  The Red Cross makes it easy to donate just $10 or more to any of these relief funds (and many more).  My heart goes out to all those affected.  See here to send supplies directly using different outlets.  It makes me feel so full to know that so many others want to help our sisters and brothers in need.

The Magic of Rhode Island

Monday, September 25, 2017



There is something about Rhode Island.  The unfettered nature preserves that are dense and wild with thicket.  The soft, sandy beaches pronounced by bluffs.  The soothing, sea air that seems to level everyone and remind us that something so much greater than us exists.

This land has always felt magical to me because it's where I spent childhood summers.  It held that enchanting allure that summertime has when there is no school or work to be done, and you're allowed to sink into each day and let the time roll.  I miss that.  Rhode Island still feels like such a breath of fresh air and change of pace.  I went twice this summer and am really happy about it...













Emma Cline's The Girls

Monday, September 18, 2017



"I looked up because of the laughter, and kept looking because of the girls."  Northern California in the late 1960s.  Just as that era's initiatives of peace and love were punctuated by brutal violence, so is the group that Evie Boyd stumbles upon one afternoon in the park.  Emma Cline's work of upmarket fiction is haunting and well sculpted.  She weaves the reader into the drug ridden cult of a wannabe musician.  The group is ultimately bad, but the foundation of some of their principles seem positive.

One Day in Woodstock

Monday, August 14, 2017



Woodstock, New York: Fields of tall grass that smells sweet; signs that read "Show Compassion;" wild flowers blooming on the edge of the yard; acoustic guitar bellowing into the streets.  A feeling welled up inside me and I knew I needed to escape the city for a softer environment.  Woodstock is just that.  Woodstock is a round, welcoming woman, who ushers you into her arms.  There are definitely some characters there, but it's interesting and at ease.

Hiking Mount Tamalpais

Friday, July 7, 2017



On a sun filled morning, my best friend and I walked from Ross to San Anselmo for our routine breakfast at a small diner (sitting across from George Lucas, of course) before heading to Mount Tam to hike.  I'd never been to northern California before and was in awe of how green and lush the vegetation is.

Summertime and the Livin' is...Not as Easy as I'd Thought

Wednesday, July 5, 2017



I have felt noticeably depleted lately and realized the space where action ceases has been absent.  I have had little time to do nothing, or little time to do what I really want to do.

San Francisco

Monday, June 19, 2017



One morning when I was staying in Marin County, we walked to breakfast at Hilda's in San Anselmo, followed by a ferry ride to San Francisco.  The sky was open and clear, and a soft, humid breeze rode in from the bay.

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