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Run and Love

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Washington has changed my life.  I feel safe in the arms of the evergreens nestled beneath the snowy peaks.  It's been 17 days since I left the Midwest. I've lived 3 lives since then, and felt the full magnitude of life's emotions, and I'm baring my chest to feel more.  If there is anything you find yourself waiting to do out of fear, of ANY kind, get the fuck up and do something towards it right now. When you feel the rut begin, and the muddy walls wrap their paws around your throat, claw your way out. Go rabid if needed, kick and scream and swim and sprint as far away from your rut-ridden hometown as you can; you can always go back; but don't ever go back.  The world is harsh and ever-hurling in this vast nothingness of a universe. Find someone to love today. Don't tell them, find a way to make them feel it. The more we can cultivate the choice of love, the more chances we have for the feeling to flow...
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Words Are Hard Sometimes

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These mountains make me want to disappear, but only to everything I've known so far. Though this feeling resembles more of returning than disappearing.  I truly dont know how to put into words everything I've been experiencing and feeling. I'm not sure how, but the internal harmony is stronger; and so is the dissonance?  Often when clarity arrives it brings so much ambiguity and uncertainty. Such an odd paradox perspective can be.  For the record, I've been in Seattle for 7 days now, and today was the only gloomy/rainy day😠
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Sunsets From A Rooftop Garden

Seattle is not perfect, and neither are we. There are many streets and city blocks akin to St. Louis; both in substance use and survival status. It's no surprise with the price tags posted. Still, the sea is calm, unlike Cali, and the air is seasoned and crisp from the ocean and mountains. So how bad can it be? The sun doesnt set until 8:30-9 pm here, so each day feels as if it holds more opportunity. This city definitely sleeps, but I find myself unwilling to keep my eyes closed. Suddenly, here, my hermeticism sheds. I see why some people might fear the city, but I like the noise.  In an attempt to stand in reality and reject humility, I can recognize how often I have stood on both sides of inspiration, and I'm honored to have such a balanced experience at such a young age. I feel to be inspired is to recognize vulnerability, and to inspire is to find a way to capture that vulnerability and be bold or stupid enough to communicate it to a multilinguistic world.  The second gre...
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