Writer, dreamer, strategic thinker following my heart and living my life from the inside out
I am dressed for an evening on the beach, a cozy new Marc Jacobs sweater in a sober oatmeal with jeans, unlike the slinky, sleeveless crowd filling the banquet hall homecoming and toasting the birth of our nation's independence before the fireworks. When you approach, the world is no longer a static neutral television set.... Continue Reading →
"Beautiful things don't ask for attention." -James Thurber, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty This is a movie for the hopeful. The people who see life's unending potential. Those who believe in coincidence. Romantics who, against all odds, are not afraid to pursue their dreams. Just as water will boil when too close to the flame,... Continue Reading →
I dreamed of a love I thought I had forgotten. He showed me his open hands and I fell into his arms. Like water without a pot, I could not be contained. When we started walking backwards, it seemed like a fun kind of game at first, a new perspective on the shape of things... Continue Reading →
There's a space inside that unhinges when I'm asleep. Where all my unresolved moments, suppressed feelings and unthinkable thoughts announce themselves in the dark, always in the quiet. The gathered residue hangs humid in the air long after the day has, reminding me of life left unfinished. In the place that's called a dream, I... Continue Reading →
Last week, my friend accidentally locked her keys and her purse inside her house. I helped her break in by adopting the familiar cheerleader forward knee bend pose. She put her foot on my thigh and 1-2-3 she was inside the window. When I was younger, I remember climbing out my bedroom window after an... Continue Reading →
"Hope is the shape of love not yet experienced, the DNA-deep knowledge of what we're meant to experience." —Martha Beck I just got back from a trip home where I spent time at a barbecue with my cousin's family, my brother and sister-in-law, my niece and a few little children running around, swimming, playing musical... Continue Reading →
There's a party going on in the hallway of my building right now. You'd think it was New Year's Eve. An invasion of drunken men are howling like dogs. Doors open and slam close and a young woman slurred "Oh my god, what are you doing out there?" All day long indecipherable house music throbs... Continue Reading →
Day 11: #Trust30 Project These are the voices which we hear in solitude, but they grow faint and inaudible as we enter into the world. Society everywhere is in conspiracy against the manhood of every one of its members. – Ralph Waldo Emerson I have made giant leaps in my life, I have taken huge risks... Continue Reading →
I have a thing for bears. It started years ago when I lived in Boise, Idaho. I was working for a book store with a woman quite a few years older. I saw her as a mentor. She was going through a separation from her husband and had moved from a big house in the... Continue Reading →
Last night I dreamed I was in my cousin's childhood home in Avon Lake. In the dream, I went into the bathroom and closed both of the doors for privacy. While looking at my face in the mirror, I took a cotton ball and wiped my left cheek with cleanser. When I took the cotton... Continue Reading →
Let It Bespoken 