half-pipe dreams


I don't know a lot about skateboarding, but I do know that it intrigues me.  It's an art.  It's rebellious.  It's good friends with rebellious art.  Mix that with some cool words like "ollie" and "fakie" and I want in...or really...I want to be a kid again.

I had a skateboard growing up, but I also had a gravel driveway...not such a great combination.  I know you're never too old to learn new things, but I'm starting to notice a gap between what my spirit wants and what my mind and body are actually willing to sign up for.  Plus my kids tell me that I'm not allowed to use slang.


A few weeks ago, my neighbor (whose garage is full of boards and ramps) posted a story on Facebook about two legendary skaters getting together at a gallery opening honoring the career of one of them.  Thanks to my pal, intrigue, I followed the link and while I watched the video of two people I didn't know talking about their lives in a subculture I've never been part of, I found an enormous amount of inspiration.

As I watched them setting up the gallery exhibit, I couldn't take my eyes off of the photography in the background. That was something I understood.  I fell in love with the work of one of the photographers in particular and I found this video on his website...

I wanted to jump through my monitor and use that camera, play around in that darkroom, and live on that farm.

I followed a trail of bread crumbs that initially had very little to do with me and I found my heart's desire.

There was a time when seeing what others had would only remind me of what was missing from my life, but I don't feel that way anymore, nor do I really want to be a kid again.  I finally trust that what I have and where I am are enough.  When I stumble on things that light me up, whether on purpose or by accident, I consider them beacons...a place to point my ship...instead of just mere yearnings.

If you want to know where your heart is, look to where your mind goes when it wanders...


things that are awesome


Scarecrows with personality.

A stretch of autumn days that are sunny and warm. 

Hearing this song on the radio on the above mentioned kind of day.

Learning that Zach Braff has another movie in the works.  I'm so excited about this.  I loved Garden State...the movie and the soundtrack.  I often crave the scream scene.


Colorful zinnias still going strong.

This book and this book by Steven Pressfield.  They changed the way I think about and live my life.

This story by Robert Brault.  It helps me to appreciate the depth of our connection.

My son waving to me from the bus window two mornings in a row.  I've been waving and blowing kisses at the bus window for three years now to either just a look, a look past me, or no look at all.  It was a little surreal and it busted my heart wide open. 

What are some of the awesome thing going on in your life?