Someone once said,
“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference. “
I’ve always had a secret desire to buy an old VW hippy van and travel across the US with my camera, a notebook and an open mind. I would love the adventure of an open road laid out before me and the nostalgia of a retro ride not to mention the great gas mileage. So as I embark on my journey in the air to the Pacific North West I will close my eyes and imagine that I’m making this journey on the open road, in this….
I found this pic on Wheels weekly- I love it. Now imagine my face behind the wheel with a big smile. Get packed Jana, my stylish friend, I’m headed your way and yes your bare feet are welcome on the dash. I can see us now with the wind in our hair and not a care on our faces as we head into Portland to pick up an artsy goddess named Lucinda on our way to the beach. We’ll be having a claim bake in the sand and everyone is invited to join us. Lisa, the beautiful world traveler, is headed up the coast in her sports car for the unravelling reunion. I can’t wait to meet her. I know Susannah the unravelling queen and many others will be there. There will be laughter and tears that will last for several days. Music playing, cameras clicking and wine flowing as the surf tumbles across our feet.
That’s my fantasy trip but reality is quite different. I’m headed to Portland Oregon with my son to get him set up for a college internship. There will be many details to tidy up and then a sad goodbye as I leave him in in the north west and return home alone. I’m happy he is taking this opportunity but sad that he’ll be so far from home. I know it’s only a plane ride away but a flight to Pacific North West is damned expensive. That V-dub bus is looking better all the time.
This trip will be busy but we’ll take some time for fun, a jaunt to the west coast and a visit with my Unravelling friend Lucinda, but this growing up stuff is hard to except. I’m thankful and sad at the same time. So the real deal is that I will be headed to the Detroit airport a little before 5am tomorrow morning to board a plane headed westward. Deborah, The Mid-life Poet, and sweetest girl in blog-land, has promised to be floating in the pool as I fly-over around 10:45 Michigan time. I will return next week and resume a normal life of a mid-western girl.
It’s time for a little more caffeine and a lot of busy work getting ready for the trip. I have bags to pack, a house to clean, errands to run and hugs to give before I embark on my journey across the country. Leave me your thoughts and words of wisdom and I will try to check in during the trip.
Oregon is a beautiful place with it’s many bridges over rivers that are cut out of the mountains, on a rage toward the sea. I hope to have some insightful moments and wonderful images to share with all of you when I return but for now I leave you with a quote from one of my faves by Norman Maclean.
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”
Bye for now.
Let the journey begin…
Good morning sunshine. I love your warm smile.
Good night shadows and things that go bump in the dark.
I love the morning and first light. It’s a truly magic time of day when we open our eyes and see everything with a renewed perspective. I especially love summer mornings when the light hits your face and the breeze flows through your window to deposit a hint of sweet blossom up your nose. This makes the world feel perfect with everything right in it’s place.
Can you smell it? It’s heaven!
Now that we’re all awake I have an award to pass on to some rather deserving ladies. My wonderful, thoughtful, beautiful blog-sister Debra gave it to me and now I shall give it to….
drum roll please….
My brave and soulful sisters from this summer’s unravelling e-course and my real sister (you know who you are). They laughed, cried and even danced for me (well, not just for me). They had the courage to take a look inside themselves and perhaps clean house if needed. It was a journey and experience I will never forget- I honor their courage and honesty. Thank you girls! You taught me that it’s okay (more like essential) to be myself. Keep in touch… Please!
Well, I gotta wrap this up because it’s going to be a busy day. Lot’s to do and little time to do it . That’s okay cause life’s like this…
I snuck into the green house down the street last night, (Okay they new I was there) to take this shot of old clay pots- love them!
Just this morning I was thinking about the things that hold me back; they’re very real and kind of scary, so I guess you could call them fears. I’ve always been fearful of certain things, like: the dentist, snakes, big spiders, death and sometimes the dark. The difference between always and now is that my list of fears has grown by leaps and bounds. Some of these thoughts could be considered worries more so than full blown fears but even so they’re disruptive like a nagging tooth ache that prevents me from enjoying the sweet stuff that life has to offer.
I think I’ll eat this pear today. It was so pretty I hated to take a bite but now that I have this picture, I think it’s time.
Here are a few things that have made their way to my list in recent years.
1. fear of growing old- in mind and body (I want to live to be 100 in a young mind and body)
2. fear of looking old ( I know looks aren’t everything but I still want to look good)
3. fear of losing my parents ( didn’t think about that until I saw it happen to friends)
4. fear of losing any other loved ones ( kind of worried about that before but more so now)
5. fear of failure (didn’t used to worry about failing so- I took more chances)
6. fear of losing my health (the c word and other dreading things are in the back of my mind)
7. fear of financial collapse ( brought on by the depression or whatever it is we’re experiencing)
8. etc and many more too numerous to mention
Now you may look at this list and think it’s not much different than anyone else’s list. That may be true but I didn’t used to worry about things like this. I just leaped over the hurdles and kept going without paying a whole lot of attention to fearful things. Can I be that girl again or is it inevitable that as we reach the middle age mark (the dreaded forty) we look at the world a little differently. It may just be an attitude the pot half full vs half empty kind of thing. Well, I want my pot filled up to the brim no half full containers will do for me, thank you very much.
I guess this week’s assignment in my unravelling class brought this list of fears to my attention. We’ve been assigned the dreaded task of taking four images of our face and then posting them on flickr, for the whole world to see. I’m terrified… I usually hate my pictures and trying to take four head shots of myself that I would keep in my private photo files is nearly impossible let alone pictures I want to show in public. It goes back to #2 on the list, fear of looking old. I hate that one!
Okay I’m sick of complaining. I’ll let you know how the picture taking goes. I want to share something fun with all of you, fd’s flickr toys. It’s a handy little sight that allows you to do some fun things with your pictures. I made the mosaic below on this sight. It’s fun and pretty easy so give it a try. It might just make your pot look half full- oh hell let’s fill’er up to the brim.
Have a terrific Tuesday.
Sunny days and windy nights have weaved a little magic throughout my newly emerging garden and something is happening that I felt I must share.
A little magic perhaps? Perhaps, Maybe…
Whatever it is I am lusting for more and more and yes a little more, please!
This garden of mine has inspired me to dig a little deeper and wider and as I said before -the tiny garden cottage is coming along but not quite ready to share just yet.
I have been busy collecting just the right plants to complete this gem in process but I still have sod to remove and there is a lot more digging to be done.
I’m so excited to report that this year I will be growing bird house and big dipper gourds. The plants are all started and ready for placement. I grew them on an arbor in my former garden and the magic they brought was amazing and very worth the effort! So just in case you may want to try this yourself here is a little gourd growing DIY advice.
The vines are so vigorous and just fantastic. I enjoyed watching a tiny bud become a huge gourd roomy enough to make a cozy home for our feathered friends. This process is wonderful but it does take a little magic on my part.
Caution… this next part involves a little romance and seduction and yes… gourd sex 101. So read this at your own risk. The vines produce 2 kinds of buds- a male and a female. Well by now, I guess you know where I’m going with this…
It takes a special moth like the hummingbird moth to come out and pollinate the flowers and they only have one night to do it in. They last time I grew gourds I planted about ten to fifteen plants so I only had to pollinate a little because there were enough buds on several nights for the moths to take care of the rest. This time I have only two plants and the opportunities will be very limited.
So this means I will have to go out in the moonlight and set up a first date, so to speak, with a little music and maybe some wine… Of course, that’s just for me- silly.
No really it takes a Q-tip to dip out the pollen from the male flower and lightly deposit it into the female flower. The difference between the two, you ask? The female flower is swollen at the base and the male is pretty ordinary- sorry guys. See I told you it would all sound quite seductive didn’t I?
The last time I did this a neighbor man came out and asked me what I was doing. I turned a little red as I was explaining and he just said o-k-a-y and walked back to his house.
Now at this point you may be wondering why on earth is she sharing all of this. Well it just so happens that I saw an episode of dirty jobs visiting a gourd farm and it reminded me- so I thought I would share. Aren’t you glad I did?
I love this time of year when everything is starting new and fresh. The color is just beginning and the birds are busy nesting. But the most important part is the sun, the warmth and no more snow!!!!
So get out there and get a little dirty- you’ll be glad you did!
Okay now before I end this very long post I just had to mention how blown away I am at the amazing woman in my unravelling class. They are incredible and have been willing to share their most vulnerable sides with the class. I feel privileged to be a part of this process. We have a private and protected space on Flickr where we can share pictures and our inner most feelings and fears. I can’t believe how open and honest some have been. But that’s the point- to expose ourselves and put it all out on the table where we can work out unresolved issues and receive support.
I have to admit this is not what I had expected. I thought it would be a group of woman, most likely budding photographers sharing their struggle to move forward in their work and in need of a little creative inspiration and support. Well I totally didn’t get it because that is not what this class is about at all! It’s much more intimate than that. It’s raw and very transforming. I highly recommend it to anyone who would like to get to know and except themselves in a supportive environment with a very nurturing soul (Suzannah) as a teacher. Simply amazing!!!
Do you remember my window peeking squirrel who peeks at me on and off all day. Well just now there were two of them fighting over me on the window sil- I’ve never felt more attractive…..Thanks guys!
Have a great day…. It looks like rain here- I know, I know no Shopping!
Great adventures are turning me inside out.
It’s not too late to feel it, dream it , and taste it with my eyes.
As I stare out to sea, I know… this time it won’t slip away.
I won’t let it; I’ll embrace it with my wandering soul.
My dreams, smooth and worn to perfection, having tumbled with the sea… and my secret… its safe with me.
Here’s the latest in my found words through the lens project. I thought I add a little day dreaming to your day. The process has begun and my first set is loaded and ready for sale in my shop.
I had to share with you the fun I’m having with this week’s unravelling assignment-reflections. At first I was so intimidated and not quite up for the task but then it became fun. I’m not sure what my neighbors think about me making shapes and faces at myself in the pond while taking my picture. No wonder, they never stop by 😉
I always wanted to be I dream Of Jeannie. “Yes Master, your wish is my command.” How cool is that?
I was having so much fun that I really didn’t care what the neighbors thought. I like the way this shot makes me look invinceble and it made me feel pretty powerful too. I challenge all of you to take a picture of your reflection in something you pass by everyday. It’ll be fun- I guarantee it.
Have fun with it-jj
There she goes on a mission to capture the perfect wildflower pic. She had to hop the fence and walk through the woods then cross this stream just to get there. Okay now I/she is going to confess: it wasn’t necessary to take off my flip flops (I wear flip flops in the woods) and walk the stream to reach the field. There is a log across the water and if I really try I can jump it. But it looked like so much fun, mud between my toes and my feet turning numb in the very very cold water, just perfect for a blue balls contest. Did I say that?
The little girl in me said, “hop in it’ll be fun and it was!” I also must admit that this pic was perfect for this weeks photo assignment. We are unravelling from the feet up. This workshop is all about ways of seeing ourselves and I do see myself as a little girl in a woman’s body. I love this shot because it portrays my spirit perfectly and it makes my feet look long and skinny- trust me they are short and oh so square.
What about the wild flower pics, you ask? I took a few shots here and there, nothing spectacular like the pics I will share tomorrow. BTW I’m still working on my little garden cottage. I did some decorating but the landscaping is a long way from being done. There is sod to remove and flowers to plant. So I can’t share with you just yet. With that said I have to tell you that last night I was like a little girl who had just been invited to her first birthday party. When I walked into the bedroom to get ready for bed I saw this outside my window. I grabbed my camera and ran outside in a t-shirt and underware. Then I couldn’t sleep until I took a look at the photos on the computer. See I told you I was like a little girl- too bad that lady in the mirror can’t seem to reflect my insides. Anyway, it was so cute all lit up by the tikki torches, just like a little cabin in the woods. I never had a playhouse when I was young so I intend to take full advantage of this one. I may even share it with the princess 😉
Well that’s enough rambling for today. Stop back tomorrow when I have the next big idea to share-it’s gorgeous!
It’s a morning of beautiful light and spring like temperatures. A day of yard work and fresh air has made this body a little sore but no matter- I have a bottle of Advil handy. There is nothing like a day of fresh air and sunshine to change my attitude which was in serious need of change after a very long winter.
Do you all remember me ranting about wanting to create a romantic garden space of twinkling lights and lush plants that protect a secret spot to cozy up for the night? Well, I don’t think all that’s going to manifest itself this year but I did manage to get a little cozy cottage (6’by6′) to place in my garden. When I get the landscaping and decorating done ( yes, I decorate everything) I’ll let you have a peek.
I mentioned in the previous post that I was starting an e-course today. We are 165 people taking an Unravelling journey together. I’m both curious and excited to begin the journey and meet new faces.
I hope you get the chance to take a walk outside and wiggle your toes in the grass or dirt.
Yes, I’ve noticed that I have little Pebbles Flintstone feet. I’ve heard that said just a few times.
Enjoy your day!
“Can you see me?” she asked.
Some days she felt as though she were invisible, like she could enter and exit a room without anyone noticing that she did infact exist. She could float like the tiniest dust particle and land where ever she chose. That sounds kind of appealing in a way, like an opportunity to fly under the radar and catch a private glimpse of the world and all her secrets without anyone being the wiser.
But what if she wanted someone to notice that she could speak, laugh, contribute and make a difference? What if all she wanted was someone to notice that she was breathing and feeling and so very alive. Yes, she desperately wanted that, but no matter how hard she tried it seemed that she was much too small to be seen. No matter how high she jumped or how loud she screamed nobody knew she was there, nobody noticed, nobody cared.
What can a girl in this predicament do to make certain that her life does not go unnoticed? How can she make herself bigger, brighter, louder and some how recognizable? She has already seen and done so many things, how could just one more make a difference?
Do you ever feel surrounded by things, people and life but yet you wonder… Do they really SEE me?
Just a little mid-week pondering on a rainy Thursday. Hey, I finally opened my Etsy shop back up. I’m not sure why…I guess I just felt like it. On Monday I’m starting an e-course called Unravelling. It is suppose to take me on a creative journey of reconnection with myself . I have to say that I think I’m pretty connected with me. It’s the going beyond myself that I seem to struggle with. We’ll see where this photo safari takes me. I’ll probably take you all with me on this journey of self discovery. I know I kind of do that already but just maybe this will be a little different. Maybe this girl who seems to be somewhat invisible will finally come into focus. Maybe….
Wow, it’s Thursday already. Take some time for you (me time) and enjoy your day.