Fashioning an inspired life
Every time I board a flight, get settled into my seat and burrow in for 7 hours across the Atlantic, I feel more poignantly than ever that my time and memories are escaping with the miles. A tether tying me to my first love and former phases grows ever faded as the water laps against it with a tireless rhythm. It’s a fact that is…
Paintings by Lisa Marie Jakab ~ You rush towards the situation. You rush to help, to fix the thing you just ruined. For some reason, now that it’s all in ashes, you are comfortable picking up the singed pieces, eager to put them back together, to erase the holes in your gut. Wash away the discomfort and smooth everything over, make it all good once…
A soundscape, waiting for the F Train. 9/27/15.
You have to be careful with the term “coffee shop” in Amsterdam. Try a simple sentence, “I’m going to a coffee shop” and you are bound to illicit some knowing looks and wink wink / nudge nudge jokes in your direction. But what I love about Amsterdam are the real coffee shops (you know, the ones with actual coffee). I don’t seek fulfillment in the pungent smelling, smoke…
I often find it’s a miracle that any two people can be on the same wavelength for any period of time. Be it a romantic relationship, working relationship, or a friendship, jumping on board with someone else isn’t always easy. If you’ve ever moved away from your family or life-long friends you’ll really know what I mean. Sharing pieces of yourself, trying to find common ground, wanting to…
We are always shedding shedding shedding The layers we outgrow pile up on the floor like skin But maybe we need to respect that former shell Not look at it with such disdain, because pretty soon our current cells will be in the same pile.. Thoughts on a gray day: “..Buildings from the recent past are highly vulnerable to aesthetic ridicule. Not old enough to…