you’re a free girl now.

I think we're all doing all of this for those times in life where everything clicks. Things feel right. There's excitement. And growing. And laughing. And margaritas. And stars. And art. And joy. And creating. And these clicks don't happen often—making them all the more moving. A click that snaps and shifts everything inside quickly… Continue reading you’re a free girl now.

let’s make up dances.

I'm into defining my years. Naming them. Calling them out. I've had the bad year: circa 2009. Then there were fours years in between that escaped official titling. I was feverishly tornado-ing through life and the west, looking for purpose, creativity, love, adventures, paychecks, and more purpose. I picked Evan up on the way and we kept on… Continue reading let’s make up dances.

move with eyes open.

Yesterday, while working at my desk, I had a little internal dialog with myself... Okay, tomorrow's my birthday... how old am I turning again? 27. Oh, 27? I'm just gettin' started! I loved this genuine interaction with myself. It does feel like I'm just getting started... just finally figuring out the beginning of figuring out… Continue reading move with eyes open.

may all your glasses be clean.

A couple weeks ago, I entered a contest on Facebook to win a pair of sunglasses.  I can't tell you just why I entered, or how I even found out about it, but I'm glad that I did... because I won! The sunglasses are made by Bodega + Shwood out of whiskey barrels from Bushmills… Continue reading may all your glasses be clean.

the themed patterns of nowness.

I find that there are themed patterns in my nowness that I vividly recognize. Comfort/Sameness, Newness/Excitement, Inspiration/Aspiration.  Repeat. [comfort/sameness] I have been with this boy for two whole years.  [on saturday.] That boy.  The one in the other room working.  Working on things.  Working on bikes.  Tools.  Giving it his all. We still laugh at… Continue reading the themed patterns of nowness.