Britannia

I feel her on the wind, the moist air caressing my face. It smells of burnt summer. Home. She breathes green, Her ocean laps at your ankles, bowls you over, settles you on majestic views. You eat her fruit, drink her stream. Your blood flows with her.   Advertisements

How I’ve Changed in the Past 10 Years

Reflecting on your life is a positive way to reinforce how far you’ve come.  I found some old photos this past weekend and it got me thinking about the ways in which I’ve changed over the past ten years.  Some have been for the better.  A few have been to my detriment.  I don’t take…

Let’s Get Real: Expectations (with repost)

This post struck me today because I’ve been struggling with expectations.  As I approach 40, I think about where I thought I’d be at this point.  I wonder why I’m not where I want to be, and why it seems others are further along.  I think this problem is universal- the human condition.  I’m going…

Let’s Get Real: Perfection

You read the blog posts, the magazine articles, about how we shouldn’t strive for perfection.  It’s unattainable.  They even make you feel a bit silly for trying. Then they flip the coin.  They show you perfect houses.  Perfect looking skin.  Perfect hair.  Perfect alertness. Instagram filters and mega pixels. Get real.  It doesn’t exist.  Perfect…

Her

I lost my daughter, somewhere between high school and Texas. Somewhere between my head and my heart. I felt her, knew a glimpse of her. Sometimes I still feel her, when the wind blows from the east. When summer rolls through. She’s in my boys’ eyes, dancing, laughing. She skips through my heart, when I’m…

Weekly Roundup: Botanical prints

I know I might freak purists out by combining my writing and fashion pursuits on the same blog, but it’s who I am.  No use separating them. Anyway, this week I noticed a lot of botanical prints come across the web at me.  I’ve always been a sucker for a floral print (especially the past…

Happiness

Originally posted on Cristian Mihai:
There are two ways to be happy: change the situation, or change your mindset towards it. Today’s society is obsessed with happiness. We want instant gratification, success, fame, soulmates that never die… We grow complacent with people and ideas. We grow cold and bitter because we want what we want…

Absence makes the Heart…

  It’s been a few weeks.  Time, it gets away. People demand.  Progeny needs. Time is a commodity best handed out with droppers. One drop here, two there. Waste not, want not. But I do waste.  And I definitely want. “Part of the problem”. Society’s tether, Obligation’s umbilical cord. At least we’re here, Surviving, striving,…

Silent All These Years

Words fail me. When I want them, they won’t come. Or they sputter, spewing with ineptitude on my audience. When they do come, they are rarely cohesive, Constructive, Thought out, considered. My foot has never tasted good, but I persist. In it goes. As I chew, I flagellate. Condemn, Punish. I can see them- my…

Well Rounded

I’ve come to realize that- like myself- my blog must be well rounded.  I am not merely an author. I am also a jewelry designer.  And a stylist.  And an avid traveler. Therefore I will post for all my passions.  For they all make me a defiant romantic.  

Inspired by: The 90’s

Sometimes it’s something simple.  One image that grabs you and takes you back to another time. Yesterday I came across an item that I hadn’t thought about since I was ten years old. Esprit, the fashion brand that was all the rage in the late 80’s, early 90’s came back to me in a flash of…

I’ve Seen the Light

Today I discovered my favorite light.  I’d been thinking about  my favorite time of day, when it occurred to me that it’s more about the light.  Twilight is definitely high up the list. But it doesn’t quite strike the right chord. Today I found it- my favorite light.  It was unusually warm for a winter’s day…