his eyes

It was his eyes, They told the story. It wasn't his restless heart Or his tapping fingertips. He wanted a friend. A ready-made bed To collapse on, to rest. "How does life do it? To arrest ourselves?" "It's unpredictable." "And that's all we can count on."

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the beach life

I fell in love with it. Not at first sight, but it took a few times before I realized that I had fallen. Sitting on the rocks; it was stable, reliable, was what I needed to let out my true heart. Without any words, I felt one with nature. It was all I needed. Oh, [...]

happy birthday to you

To one of the greatest people in my life, Happy birthday to you. I see you all the time, Of a photograph given to me, On the day we celebrated your life. The moments you touched us. The memories we continue to carry I'll remember you For what you stood for. One of a kind, [...]

some home cookin’ IX

I've been a little sick, so I haven't made really good dishes lately, but seeing these photographs makes me smile. It's nice to look through this cooking "diary." For this post, there were two dishes I never made before and the others are ones that I've made some variation of. And for one, I store-bought [...]

walls of perception

structured lines, constructed precious, sacred boundaries. breaking into the wall of perceptions. multiverse lives of here and now. karma record logs reversed and entangled. meaning and fulfillment redefined souls silently fuel the chaos*, calmness loudly carries our will. *science definition of chaos

let love live on

I recently read with wide eyes of memories from long ago. Some not too long ago, maybe a few months back to even as far back as six to seven years ago. In-between these pages of funny nights, favorite restaurant lists and quotes that make us chuckle is time. As I read them aloud, we [...]

Baja Beach Cleanup

What an inspiring story! Never doubt the work one single person can do, let alone 9 or 30 or 1000. We all have the power to make this world a better place to live. Thank you Monica and team! For anyone in the area, they are also doing another beach cleanup in January. Check it out!

Girl For A Clean World

This past weekend, with only 9 volunteers, we took
864 pounds of trash off a deserted beach!
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The idea to do this cleanup arose months ago when my dad mentioned there was a beach south of Ensenada where he remembered seeing a lot of trash. He ventured down there years ago when he used to organize adventure races and recalled seeing mounds of plastic on the rocks, especially motor oil bottles. Finally, one weekend back in September, my parents, Fernando, and I made the 3-hour drive down to check out this beach. Two hours past the Mexican border and 1 hour on a rocky, dirt road, we found a beautiful, long stretch of beach surrounded by rugged terrain and dispersed vegetation. We parked the car near the single group of American campers and walked down to see if the trash was indeed still there. There it was, on the rocks…

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cherish

Time moves at a constant speed, Cherishing moments along the way. Twenty-seventeen is slowly, yet quickly, coming to a close. It's been an epic year for me. Thank you for coming along and seeing what I had to create this year. I am so thankful for each of you to visit this website throughout this [...]

capturing light

Capturing is such a savage word. Like taking a prisoner without freedom. But capturing light is unlike its sound. It's more like setting oneself free. I ended up printing this out for my dad and it came out gorgeously. I know I'm biased since he's my dad, but wow, it's one of the prettiest things [...]

Compassion heals.

Such a strong, yet simple message. Thank you Andrea.

Thriving Under Pressure

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Listening heals more hearts than talking ever will.

In my early thirties I was going through a particularly tough time in my life.

A trifecta of life events where every pillar in my world came tumbling down.

Out of all the sadness, the times that I remember the most were the small joys and simple pleasures with my family and friends.

No matter how complicated and messy life became, it was their unwavering support that pulled me through.

“Just being there” is more powerful than most people realize.

Afternoons with my Dad walking down country roads. Weekends with my Mom at the dollar store. Sundays with my big sister at Tim Hortons.

Surprise phone calls from my two brothers. Relaxing with old friends in their cozy homes  — long past the time and energy they initially had for me.

The best kind of love is simple. It creates a safe space to lose…

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love slowly

we held onto each other, spun around and around in a circle, eyes locked, hearing no sound. like seagulls flying, watching from below, an outer body experience time moved very slow. love isn't clean, there are no set rules, a trusting heart fulfills no need for any jewels.

potential and cause

I came upon this cabin, Messy, dirty and small. I wanted to stay in, Fix and clean it all. The dishes put away, The floor had a sweep. Comfy bed made Good enough to sleep. Walked around a bit, Saw how different it was. Like a candle finally lit, Seeing potential and cause.