Thursday, March 26, 2009

What Else Can I Do?

Do you really have to go out of the country?
Could you please go some place less dangerous?

These are the questions my family regularly asks me when we discuss my internship for the fall of 2011. I'm going to be in South or Central America and this terrifies my family. I don't see any other option, for me at least. I want to work with children who need love, who need a chance, and a way out. It's either South or Central America or Africa for me. There's never really been another way. This is where I am going. Part of that is because we have to do an internship in a foreign country and the other part is because I want to. I have always wanted to. And everything I learn I am going to bring back and put it to use with children in this country. I am getting a masters in intercultural studies and most people assume that means other cultures but I feel it transcends that and moves into the subcultures around us. That is where I am going to work, much to the dismay of some. I am going to love and work on healing this earth. Because what else can I do?

In music news:
If you go the Iron and Wine website right now you can download for free (my favorite word with regards to music) 8 acoustic tracks from The Shepherd's Dog album. Do it! They are fantastic!

Monday, March 23, 2009

sometimes i wish i had a secret. something good. not the list of bad secrets i hold close, but a good one. one that makes me excited to keep secret. one that is just for me. i had one and it was nice until it turned into something else. still good. a friendship came out of it. almost humorous really. oh secrets so good and so bad. so many secrets yet to be had.
in other news:
Caroline Smith and The Good Night Sleeps make my life happy and sound very much like spring.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

the approach of spring

i hum in my sleep
the melodies of my dreams
blowing through my life
leaves, twigs, and particles of memories

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Getting Old

That sweet man in the picture is my grandfather. I love him (and the sweet woman next to him my grandmother). He can't see to ever be well and it's hard, it's hard to watch him getting old. Needless to say I'm really glad I'll be home in 6 days and I'll be able to spend some good time with the two of them. Getting old is not for the weak; I just keep telling myself he's strong enough.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009


your words are running up my arms
keeping me warm
tickling the inside of my ear
as they ruffle through my hair
blowing strands in front of my eyes
telling me simple truths
truths i desperately need to hear
on beauty
on faith
on the cause of a summer breeze

A Dream

blurred lines on negative prints
of late night laughing sessions
cozy comfort in the front room
cramming people in every corner
welling up with life
even if only for this one night
captured forever in this joyous occasion
sharing in a moment that is not ours
taking advantage of the joy
the light in our eyes capturing
what the pictures never can

Thursday, March 5, 2009

I had a dream about this summer and I liked what I saw.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Weekend with a Friend

 kindred spirit, good friend 
lover of adventures and spontaneous days
Seattle for a day
Vintage exploration in the rain
and more