March 26, 2016

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who is your hadley?

You would think that with the passage of time, not being with you or hearing from you, you would fade away, but no, you are as much with me now as you were then.
Hemingway to his Hadley.

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March 21, 2016

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we all have this moment.

we all have stories to tell; songs to sing  and dreams to dream. we all have love to give; a heart that will break and memories yet to make. we all have said goodbye; tears that have dried and barenaked regrets to hide. we all have lingering sorrow; the lost history of tomorrow and nostalgia […]

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January 8, 2016

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35 days on the (yellow brick) road.

“you’re on your own.  and you know what you know.  and you are the one who’ll decide where to go.”   -dr. seuss it is the strangers you meet on the road that you end up falling madly in love with.  the likeminded drifters that become darling soul-friends.  at least that is what my literary […]

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December 27, 2015

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the push-away-good-bye.

The anticipation of a hello. The ambivalence of saying goodbye. That profound moment in time where two people connect–where your hearts collide. Upon arrival a lingering departure looms but you don’t think about it, as you haven’t made any memories yet. You unpack your bags and take a look around. Embracing the person in front […]

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December 23, 2015

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lost together.

As far as gap years go I was a late bloomer in filling up my backpack. And like every drifter with a dream the adrenaline of altitude shot through my veins stronger than a hit of smack. The tempting vices of an open passport, foreign port of calls and wild cultures left me in an […]

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December 10, 2015

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traveling to the places to see the people that make your heart sing.

it has been one week and one day since i travelled from up over to down under.  my arrival this time round was quite different from some six years ago.  this time the land isn’t so much foreign as is the girl (me) landing on it.    i’ve always believed that a person changes the […]

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May 15, 2015

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of you.

with memories of you only to leave and then to meet you again that is serendipity    

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April 29, 2015

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insanely courageous; beautifully brave.

living takes courage. i never knew what courage was until i got on that plane, went to the other side of the world.  perhaps i always had it.  but i never felt it.  never embraced the self confidence to admit it; to revel in it.  that was five years ago. i’ve been cultivating courage ever […]

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March 11, 2015

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crazy heart.

i aspire to be a writer.  i suppose i am a writer.  i am committed to sharing stories; telling stories.  literary vulnerability from my brain to your eyes.  to read.  to digest.  to digress.  it seems though that through my own reading — and research — i often come across a poet or a writer […]

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March 5, 2015

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a diamond day.

i used to think that standing upside down was the most relaxing way to perceive the world; that cycling was the most playful way to glide through nature; that walking was the most intimate form of play. then i lived a diamond day. a day filled with a bluebird sky and a jeweled sun, curated […]

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