Kathmandu or Bust!!!

Depart Portland 8:00 AM , November 10th
Arrive Kathmandu 9:30 AM, November 12th

Will send pictures and updates from the other side.... :-)

Transition

Support from community, loved ones, family.

Breathing.

Letting go as easily and gracefully as possible.

Grieving. Finding joy and hope on the other side.

Remembering what it is that I am the most passionate about: connection, voice, creativity, the arts, dignity of all life.

Water.

Time to reflect.

Streching, dancing, walking.

Ceremony.

Humor.

Noticing the colored leaves and the crisp, fall sun envelop me.

Today like every other day
we wake we wake up empty and scared.
Don't open the door of your study
and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument
let the beauty we love be what we do.
There were hundreds of ways to kneel
and kiss the earth.

- Rumi

Pictures from home - the desert

Part of my process in getting ready to move to Nepal has been doing lots of thinking about home. One thing I wanted to make sure to do was to visit my literal home so I took a trip through the high desert in Central Oregon where I grew up with Brian. We headed east from there through much more desert to a place that is furthest in the United States from any freeway. Sagebrush, pine needles, deer, cold nights, dust, open spaces, mountains, moments of pure silence, road trips. These are among the things that are home to me.


Mt Jefferson

Pine trees that I grew up with.


A big horned sheep hanging out on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere visiting from the mountains. A rare sight indeed.


An upside-down figure/petroglyph drawn onto a rock at Petroglyph Lake in Eastern Oregon. From thousands of years ago.






Antelope!!!

I love deer. I seem to see them everywhere these days. They keep me good company.