Sunday, July 23, 2017
What do you do when things are changing but most of the details are still uncertain?
And you're getting a year older, I mean you're always getting older but this time there's a milestone marker in your week?
And the parts of your day or identity that you took for granted are shifting, and you're trying to remember who you are at the core of you, without the externalizes, and it's weird and uncomfortable but necessary?
You could panic. You could despair.
Or, you could relish your neighborhood and sip a coffee in a courtyard.
You could walk. Yeah, you should walk.
You could read on the beach.
You could visit friends and family. Maybe get some sun and float in the water.
You could hold a beautiful, perfect, brand-new sleepy baby.
You could read poetry.
You could go to open-to-the-public collaborative poetry events at the library. Yeah, that's a much better option.
You could write. And dream. And hope. And wait.
Monday, June 26, 2017
Ingredients for the perfect First Day of Summer: Your bestie:
Rompers. Sandals. Hammocks.
Public, participatory art:
A library-themed bar.
A pop-up garden... that is a secret beer garden?!
Other summertime recommendations:
A VegFest expo:
Rainy walks that end with rainbows:
Thursday, June 15, 2017
You don't want to hear the story
of my life, and anyway
I don't want to tell it, I want to listen
to the enormous waterfalls of the sun.
And anyway it's the same old story—
a few people just trying,
one way or another,
Mostly, I want to be kind.
And nobody, if course, is kind,
for a simple reason.
And nobody gets out of it, having to
swim through the fires to stay in
-- Mary Oliver, from "Dogfish"
It doesn't matter, because I've still been walking every day, and reading every day. And seeing some beauty.
I have a new favorite trail, the Battery Loop through Harthshorne Woods Park. I first walked the loop by myself:
Summertime means: beach, coffee and donuts with my best gal pal, my sister. We had a lovely afternoon at Seven Presidents Park:
Broad Street Dough Co. is the everything.
A hike through the Pine Barrens (Wells Mills Park):
I have always appreciated the pace of life for turtles. And how they take their homes and safety with them as they move around the in world:
My love. And some guy I found:
A great way to unwind after hiking: Laurita Winery:
A nourishing day: Kaya's Kitchen in Belmar, boardwalk strolling, and sunset in Asbury Park.
Retreat places (Harthshorne) feel new when shared with friends:
Still, some days I refuse to drive at all. I feel lucky I can take walks through parks in my own town: