East Coast

Warm Summer nights...
Fireflies...
Summer rains...
Deep conversation...
Home teams...


It's hard for me to begin somewhere when I have already begun from many different places. Returning however seems to be a lot easier than beginning. What I'm saying is that to begin somewhere can be very exciting, unknown and overwhelming. However, returning to somewhere that you have already had a beginning seems all the more exciting because it's something that you know... but different. It is new, refreshing, enlightening, full of healing and soothing... And I'm not even home yet, but it's a start.

Old places mixed with new surroundings doesn't really change much. Locations of kitchen tables have changed. But conversations are still familiar mixed  with deep debate and discussion that is always welcomed. These last couple of days my head has been wrapped around thoughts I am beginning to see from an outside view, a different perspective. It has been good.

I've been waking up at 9am while my body says, "No way, 6am"! So I sleep until 10am and strut into the humid morning breathing in the Summer air of Birch trees and White Pines.  Walking along a creek and feeling the air heavy in my lungs. It feels so different but the familiar overrides while feeling like a child again.

I have noticed that a lot of times smells specifically have been taking me back to my childhood. Perhaps because that is the slowest most remembered part of my life. Lately I feel that my recent years have been nothing but a whirlwind. Being here, now, entirely...kind of has helped me slow down and realize that I haven't done it until recently more often. Though we should do it EVERYDAY.

My life is changing before my eyes...I keep trying to predict it...It is time to quit that habit.