this is a sweet little film i recently enjoyed.
i suggest that you see it.
please,
never make an utter of my existence.
not to anyone, 
ever again.
...for, 
you never knew of it.
my loyalty was never to you,
but to the stars above.
it will take much more 
than my love 
to heal a soul like yours.
and,
it will take much more 
than your blackened heart 
to destroy me.
mumford & sons- after the storm
men that dream of excess do not hold "honesty" as a priority.
sometimes 'the truth' vindicates me from insanity.
but, 
most of the time, 
it leaves me guilt-ridden
from not trusting my instincts.
be as a bird perched on a frail branch 
that she feels bending beneath her,
still she sings away all the same,
knowing she has wings.
-victor hugo
george harrison- my sweet lord
this song warms my heart.
i think you should check out this blog:
"i think and i think and i think,
i've thought myself out of happiness a million times,
but never once into it."
-jonathon safran foer


sometimes i forget how beautiful life really is.
i've been feeling so overwhelmed lately,
and "too busy" to step back and take a look around.
. . . you know, it really ain't that bad . . .

my friends are trekking out to visit me this weekend,
we have a lot to celebrate.
i can't wait!
i waited for his return for hours.
he decided to show after the sun-
smelling of whiskey,
cigarettes,
and lies.

you can make people
do a lot of things- 
the act of 'caring',
not being one of them.

“he followed the sun & she followed the stars & in dreams they listened closely for the beginning of all things, for that was where they knew they’d find each other.”
Brian Andreas


no problem can be solved 
from the same level of consciousness
that created it.
-albert einstein

ain't a damn thing sadder,
than when you've got no choice in the matter.
sola docit facit venenum.
(only dose determines poison).
-paracelsus
my most recent painting,
a self portrait.
john lennon- look at me
sometimes the beauty of "love"
lies within realizing
you aren't in it.

a beautiful collection of images
and
red brained,
shorts to make you think.
these are wonderfully colorful blogs
from the incomparable mind of 
miss sarah sherman.

sarah is a tiny little character that i 
always feel lucky to be around.

Amelie- Comptine d´un autre été: l´après midi

my great grandmother, 
josephine matthewson,
left this world 2 long days ago.
selfishly, i miss her and long for one more hug.
but the truth is that she was ready to depart from her body.

yesterday i was sitting on my stoop, 
appreciating the earth's beauty, 
just as she taught me to do.
i caught a glimpse of a lovely yellow butterfly
and was instantly consumed by her scent of femininity.
it was a brief moment, 
but, 
i have no doubt that it was her, 
showing me that she is free and dancing into another universe. 
 she's certainly not 
"resting in peace", 
thankfully.
i have so many talented friends...
i figure i should start sharing,
instead of attempting to keep them for myself.

check out mama bear's love on etsy;
these works are by my beautiful friend, jacinda.

cinda really is our "mama bear"; 
she keeps us grounded in thought and together with love.
for someone that thrives off of change,
i sure do appreciate consistency.
oh, 
my fair-weathered lover,
you are a dime a dozen.
 














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