i'll call you my friend



I saw my very first shooting start the other day. Lord knows why it took me so long to catch one. There was something kind of magical about it. I was on my bike, and happened to be looking up at the black sky. I was so excited i yelled "YAAAAY!" thinking about all the times i had tried to see one & hadn't. Go figure, the time i'm not even looking for one i see it.

I had a thought this morning about how each day is a blessing. to wake up & know we can enjoy another day of life. there's been plenty of times the sun has gone down & i was only thinking about all of the ways i wanted to do things differently. but then there's a new day...and it's like a chance to clean the slate on everything and start again. so today i feel really lucky...well lucky & thankful.



i was just a number




I feel really lucky to have grown up in a house that encouraged creativity. What i remember most is how my dad taught us to see the potential in something in an unconventional way. His brain was always thinking of various possibilities for objects & space. We didn't always understand what he was doing in the process (mostly because it looked like an insane mess). but at its completion, everything became really cohesive & awesome. That whole idea of transition still really impacts me. Now, when i see things people have left on the side of the road i laugh thinking about my dad's projects. Idk how many times he stopped to pick something up to throw in the back of his truck. years ago i found a globe lamp & a gigantic framed wall map. they were both in need of work, but in the end they became really awesome pieces. i think when i found those things i realized the value in the way my dad saw things with a vision.

in the same way i think i like to do that with people too in seeing their potential. i do that mostly because i would want someone to see the good in me as well. i know for sure we're always changing. that whole process is so messy & it can be almost impossible to see change in progress. it's one of those things that takes a lot of time & patience. i will always believe that a person is capable of change for the better - that's what i hope for. just like the "treasures" my dad would see in the things people threw away.



the movement of the leaves




"One day after the passing of all our egos we might come home and become again like the movement of the leaves moving all together with one clear singing voice as the wind hits the trees, but it will be a long time from now."

words you can't recall



i saw this movie a few weeks ago w/ some friends. we sat in the theater until the house lights came back on. Reeeeally heavy film, but there were so many elements of beauty that stay on your mind afterwards. i love when a film gets you thinking about things. Blue Valentine made me question a lot of things & wonder what love even is. i'm sure a lot of people walk out disheartened, but for some reason i was really hopeful. things like that remind me that i've got a lot to learn





you are the life



i've been thinking if it's possible to approach situations from both an idealistic & realistic perspective. going too far either way can be dangerous. an extreme optimist, unfortunately, seems crazy and unaware of reality. the pessimist doesn't seem to possess the ability to facilitate growth & change. how do we live somewhere in the middle. to live & hope for the absolute best, imagining greatness but then also being flexible. watching to see how things work themselves out seems to be a good way to go about it. i'm realizing viewing things this way really takes a lot of wisdom & maturity - yikes





holy geez...this was probably one of my most favorite shows ever.