The Beautiful Ability to Choose Happy

It’s kind of impossible to fathom that this weekend is Memorial Day. Months of pandumbic following a pretty icky winter melded together and stole the presence of seasons flowing from winter, to spring and now summer. As we continue to experience a global trauma in unison, I am often pulling myself out of my own head to look at bigger picture problems. While I certainly … Continue reading The Beautiful Ability to Choose Happy

Step Back, the Universe Will Spell it Out

The northern east coast is rocky, rough, curvy and unpredictable. Some beaches are rock formations and some have sand littered with bits of brown seaweed. The smell of the ocean is saltier up north, and there is a consistent fishy smell I can’t quite place but keep experiencing as we travel north. Scoob had a good run this morning without a leash on a deserted … Continue reading Step Back, the Universe Will Spell it Out

Relentless

Sitting in the rig, it’s almost midnight and the rain storms are beating down. The relentless raindrops, thrust themselves onto the roof, the windows, the sides of the van. The winds are strong, and every few minutes, the whole van shakes as though the ground beneath it is made of rubber. The lovely Salem bay is now rough, with waves crashing reminiscent of strong ocean current filled booms. It’s a New England storm, and we’re in the thick of it tonight. Continue reading Relentless