handwritten on July 2, 2019
As a kid, I always thought it would be interesting to have a timemark on how much time we actually have left in this world (almost like a daily count down.) I suppose it's a bit of a morbid thought, but I figured it might replace some of my massive to do lists and organize me in a way that allowed me to see time as not just lists but as a sense of urgency. Even now, when I have a list of thirty things that need to get done, I always do think to myself, if today was my very last day, what do I actually need to get done?
Well for those in the medical field, I feel like they are given this timemark and it's called "the beeper." That beeper can interrupt and slice and silence with two or three...
handwritten on July 1, 2019
Nothing soothes the soul more than a walk down cobblestone streets, a big glass of ice water, a small cafe table and a brunch of nutella, cinammon french toast. My good friend showed me this spot in Philadelphia entitle "Luna Cafe." As whimsical as it sounds, the atmosphere was just as whimsical. The vibe, the people and the food truly make a place. two days prior, I actually went to my first outdoor beer garden. From the outside it looks like a hidden forest complete with lush trees and vines and then hidden inside is a spot roaring with laughter and love. This whimsical jungle was probably one of my greatest highlights of the trip because the atmosphere was beyond brilliant.
We were...
handwritten on June 29, 2019
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Seriously gorgeous day in Philadelphia but hot as ever. We headed down in the morning to Bertram’s Garden and Boathouse. Sun beat down hard on the waters we wanted so badly to just jump in. A double kayak we chose and roamed upon the waters, water splashing on our arms and legs and tennis shoes. You see so much more in kayak then you see in a car. Slowing the pace allows you to see more detailed scenery and subtle details of the city or town or place in which you are exploring. I must say our biceps hurt after that because synchronizing strokes is a whole different type of love. Too hard on the right and you spin in a complete circle. Too hard on the left and you tend to also go in the...
handwritten on June 28, 2019
I think some people really are blessed with navigation. And I find it funny because I spend loads of time thinking about navigation of life and helping others navigate their path. But when it comes to roadways and actually trying to navigate towns and highways and roads and places-well perhaps it is best you choose someone different to help you in that area.
Regardless, there is nothing better than when you have finally arrived on that turnpike and the GPS says "straight for 265 miles" and you think to yourself "Yes. No bends. No turns. No nothing." Because for some of us, when the road begins straight for a bit, we can finally calm down and think. We don't need to navigate with our eyes...
handwritten on June 27, 2019
I must say, up until the year 2019, I always saw myself as someone who was timid, shy, reserved but an active listener. I think this was my perception of myself and does stand true to this day. But somehow, after 27 years, I finally found my voice. It is difficult to explain. I suppose I never quite found myself in a leadership role before, always waited for others to make the first move, was perhaps a little apprehensive about future goals, dreams and intuitions. I enjoyed being a quieter leader but I can hear my passions a bit better. I suppose this is a good thing-as long as, of course, I always remember to play my music on "medium."
With great confidence though I can say that I think I...
