Category love

Sobriety and the unveiling of, well, everything.

When you’re sober, you’re yourself all the time. With the exception of a deep sleep where my subconscious takes over, I am thinking, feeling, and living every second of my life. That is not to say that those who partake in drinking or drugging aren’t themselves, but (for lack of a better word) I am […]

Turn and face the strange.

I spoke to my mother earlier and she wanted to make sure I was alright as the photo I posted yesterday was one where I ‘looked sad’. I am sad. I want to say this because 1. Talking about it helps and 2. Depression can sometimes be triggered by a series of unfortunate events that […]

par for the course.

That first night I wore camouflage and lost the jacket but found you. I lost myself that night. Most all at once then the rest in the days I loved you. The man who moved into the apartment after we’d left blew his head off somewhere in the room we used to sleep. I stared […]

Me Too.

-Trigger Warning- To give some context to the “me too” movement, it is more often than not a daily issue. When I get dressed in the morning I consider where I’ll be driving (neighborhoods). Walking (streets). Standing (concert, line, park, store, gym). Sitting (public transportation, movie theatre, event). I think of the time of day. […]

Feet on the ground. Head in the sky

I like turbulence. When you’re a passenger on a plane your fate is decided. There’s nothing you can do to change the outcome of the flight. It’s one of the few times in life when that’s the case. I guess I’ve always thought of flying as a break from worrying. For some, flying has the […]

‘L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.’

Good morning friends. I wanted to share Gabriela Salerno-Adams post not only because I’ve looked up to her since high school and her devotion and spirit to all things lifting the human heart (which I’m sure guided her husband and their family through so much of his journey) but also because I know there isn’t […]

One Small Step for Man. One Giant Leap for Mankind.

In my Lyft carpool today the other passenger said he was from Canada and moved here with his wife two years ago. Our driver said he first moved here in 1967 after a stint at the Monterey Naval Academy. He said that was the year the Supreme Court ruled in Loving v.Virginia in which laws […]