Yes this is incredibly girly for me but I do indulge in some girly aspects. I own about two purses and not a lot of shoes but I do over indulge in lingerie.I love soft lacy, silky things. It not only feels good on me but it makes me feel pretty. I know it is silly but it is an amazing feeling when I have something fresh to wear. I have never been a big shopper but every once in awhile I will spoil myself.
Something about this picture seems very odd to me. I used to HATE pink and it some ways I still do.My favorite color happens to be blue because until I was about 10 my mother used to dress my in pink and curl my hair, everyday. Every school picture I look like a barbie doll so when I could finally pick out my own clothes and do my own hair I gave up pink and turned to blue. I actually didn't wear pink again until High School when I found out it was a good color on me.
As you can see I have brought pink back in my life now even though my closest is full of blues and my room still resembles a serene, ocean getaway spot.
Quote of the Day:
“Imagination without study is the self-indulgence of the intellect." - David Lindsay
Okay as y'all can probably tell by now I love the ocean and anything that comes from it...well expect maybe Sharks...as long as they are far away from me then I think they are pretty cool.
But I have always had a special relationship with sand. It could be because when I was younger I would run around nude on the beach and always seem to get sand everywhere...and I mean EVERYWHERE. It could be the feeling it gives me when it's between my toes. But then again it could be all the cool things I find in the sand...like tracks and designs.
I still love to walk barefoot over the oysters in the wet sand and get squirted at by them. But I also love all the amazing things sand can offer. You can draw in it, you can find footprints in it and every once in awhile if your lucky you can find a perfect sand dollar. Yet what is interesting is that after all the fun, all the memories and all the sand filled memories, once the tide rises it is all washed away and ready to be taken on again. I think that is my favorite part about the sand; it's ability to start fresh every day, no matter what takes place.
Quote of the Day:
“On the sands of life sorrow treads heavily, and leaves a print time cannot wash away.” - Henry Neele quotes
Ever since I was a child I was always interested in my fairy tale books full of tragic stories of mermaids and faeries and such. Yes not the happy ending bullshit. I prefer the realistic, tragic, well isn't life a bitch sort of endings...not to say I don't want my own happy ending I just am hopelessly stoic and jaded to even begin to imagine that. Yet on a happy note Mermaid guts are another one of my favorite things. Weird I know, but ever since I was a kid I was always going to the beach. Around the Puget Sound I've seen to see a lot of the white foamy stuff that sits on the surface of the water close to shore. Well of course I know it's not really Mermaid souls that make the sea foam but I still remember the story I read about it when I was kid. I have always promised myself when I have kids I will share the story with them when I take them to the beach.
The story to summarize pretty much says that when Mermaids die, their souls never leave the ocean and the sea foam that appears is the remains of the souls of the Mermaids. So if you happen to get some on you, you must pay your respects and you will receive good luck. I personally always thought that was such a sweet story and even though it's a fable I still like to pretend it's true when I'm at the beach.
Quote of the Day:
“Souls of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern? Have ye tippled drink more fine Than mine host's Canary wine?”
- John Keats
Water...oh blue, beautiful water. For some reason during my entire existence water has been able to heal me in the strangest ways. Whenever I feel sick or nauseous, I hop in a hot shower, sit on the floor of the shower and let the water run over me. It is the most healing feeling in the world and as long as I can feel the water surrounding me I feel absolutely no pain. However right after I am out of the shower I feel sick again so lets just say the water bill is high when I am sick haha.
Another trick I do when my stomach hurts is take a walk by the beach. Now this is easy for me since my backyard is the beach (this picture is from my backyard actually). See Native Americans used to belief that a walk next to salt water could cure your nausuous or hangovers or whatever is upsetting your stomach. It could be the placbo effect but I swear it works. Swimming in salt water also helps clear your skin up as well but I wouldn't reccommend jumping in this water until summer time.
The real point of this picture though is that water or more so the ocean is definitely one of my favorite things. It's just another beautiful thing in this world that helps me to relax and not feel bloody insane.
Quote of the Day:
“The insane, on occasion, are not without their charms." - Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. quotes
So I have been incredibly anxious this whole week. Monday night I awoke the entire house screaming - another night terror. Mind you I have not had one since July and I thought that they had cease to exist but of course I was horribly mistaken. Whenever this happens it puts me in a queer state. Everything and everyone turns into a potential threat to me and I quick to jump at someone if they move up on me too quick. Tequila is not even needed for me to get aggressive when I'm like this. haha
Good news is that with time these feelings subside and always get better and at the moment, I am doing amazing. This picture, for example, is dark and foreboding yet leaves me with a sense of release and serenity. Just like my anxiety and fears, they are a type of release for me even if they are unwelcome. The birds perfectly parallel to the lights on the water makes the picture seem unreal but oh so gangster. Peace out kids.
Quote of the Day:
“Hatred is so lasting and stubborn, that reconciliation on a sickbed certainly forebodes death” - Jean de la Bruyere
Okay I absolutely LOOOVVEEE this picture. I was messing around with camera timing and this is what I got. I think it is brilliant because it could be many things like in a dream. It could be a garden of flowers or an underwater world. Maybe it's Noah's Ark animals all lined up row by row. However the truth is the picture you are looking at is the night lights of Downtown Seattle. But I prefer my using my imagination.
Sometimes I view the world like this picture. I feel that I am standing still while the rest of the world is blurring past and it makes me faint. Sometimes I need to just take a set out of the world and all its chaos and find relief in what I know and what I love rather then trying to take in everything at once. However majority of the time I find myself repeating the same dull reflexes of life. But I like to be on the outside looking in sometimes and to bring myself out of the world and find new ideas and brilliance in myself.
But with that said. I must go back to the grind.
Quote of the Day:
“Our real discoveries come from chaos, from going to the place that looks wrong and stupid and foolish."
- Chuck Palahniuk
So I have to apologize on my blogging absence but of course as always I will catch up for everything I missed. I was just not home all weekend deciding to spend it on the island with my best friend (wifey #3). I really needed to get away from everything, including the online world. It was a great weekend full of laughs and strange movies - just what I needed. ;-)
However, I need to catch up for two days on dream week. Then for this week I am going to focus or have been focusing on Serenity and things that make me relax and feel okay with the world.
I got to experience my first ferry experience (by myself) on Friday as I went to go visit the best homie. Even though it was a chilly night I wanted to photograph downtown Seattle from the back of the ferry outside. It was of course incredibaly hard getting a clear picture at the time of night but I decided to share my two favorite pictures from that trip.
To indulge in my girly side and possibly hopeless romantic character flaw, the entire time I was on the ferry I was daydreaming. As the wind rushed through my hair and I imagined reenacting the famous Titanic scene I people watched hoping to find the love of my life. haha Again I must reinterate I was daydreaming and wishing what a perfect place to meet a guy - the life of a lonely single woman. However, as my music blasted and the wind twirled up and around my skirt I say someone standing next to me out of the corner of my eye. Hoping it was an attractive young bachelor that would sweep me off my feet I turned to smile and was throughly disspointed to see a man 20 years my senior, wearing an unmatching outfit and creeply standing much to close to me.
I guess that's why they call them daydreams. haha. Thank god for best friends.
Quote of the Day:
"A daydream is a meal at which images are eaten. Some of us are gourmets, some gourmands, and a good many take their images precooked out of a can and swallow them down whole, absent-mindedly and with little relish." ~W.H. Auden
