Friday, September 12, 2014


Sitting on my front porch this morning writing and dreaming of travel... 

Having just returned from Glacier National Park last week, I'm justifying still moping about in post trip depression as acceptable behavior. Sipping lukewarm coffee, I'm staring at the cars zip by in the muggy Atlanta air, and a homeless man just walked by blowing cigarette smoke towards me while winking. This isn't helping. The trouble is, I actually really do love (parts of) Atlanta, despite how negative I feel about it at times. I love dancing here, and working at the yoga studio, and the community of lovely people I am lucky enough to be surrounded by daily. For a city, we really do have a large amount of green space, and we are close enough to take day trips to hike in lots of lovely places, and there is opportunity to work in the field I love. But Montana awoke something in me. Maybe it's that I've been in Atlanta for over 2 years now and I can never seem to sit still for that long. Maybe it's that Montana was so new and exciting and incredibly more beautiful than anything I've experienced before. Maybe it's that I was traveling with close friends, experiencing the ups and downs (literally) with their love and encouragement and support and I don't want to be back home alone again. But whatever it is, I am awake with curiosity and inspiration and dreams. Oh, and confusion. Lots of confusion. I have the wanderlust bad, but I like the life I've built here and I'm scared of what will or will not be here for me if I chose to leave for any amount of time. For now, what I do know is that turning 26 years young in such an awe-inspiring breathtakingly beautiful place was the experience of a lifetime. I am so grateful that my best friend introduced me to her favorite place in the world, and woke me up. 

For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself.
From within, I couldn’t decide what to do.
Unable to see, I heard my name being called.
Then I walked outside.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the door sill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.


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