The night before I left town, I needed to clean my house. I hate returning to a mess because it doesn’t feel restful, and the last thing I want when I get home is to feel like I have chores to do. Luckily, my house is fairly-tiny, and doesn’t take long to clean. I started… Read More The Broken Pot
I recently purchased Hank Meal’s, The River, a local’s guide to hiking trails surrounding the Yuba River. On a rainy afternoon, my friend, Kitten, and I got cabin fever; we opened Hank’s book and chose the Rock Creek Nature Trail (located in the Tahoe National Forest) as our tonic. Once the site of a lumber… Read More Rock Creek Wisdom
I started practicing yoga in my teens, and over the years, I have done my fair share of sun salutations. In my personal practice, I sometimes use a few to warm my body, but I don’t really enjoy them. So when I heard we were doing 108 sun salutations at the end of my… Read More 108 Sun Salutations
I swung open my parents’ front door and gave Ryan, my childhood friend, a bear hug. “It’s been a while,” he said, standing next to his road bike. “Almost two years! And of course you came on bicycle. What should we do?” “Well, I have an idea.” “As always,” I smiled. He laughed, “I got… Read More Art and Trespassing
Nostalgia washed over me as I drove into Los Osos at sunset. I pulled into my friend Nikki’s driveway; it was my first visit to her new home. “I can’t believe I haven’t seen you since the Burn,” she said, giving me a hug. “It’s been too long!” I agreed. She hopped with excitement. “Come… Read More A Day in Los Osos
I step outside. The sun peeks around clouds to caress the world and welcome me. Unseen doves proclaim the beauty around us. Dew rests on the earth; oaks stretch in wild formations. Brown leaves blanket the ground and young grasses grow amongst those that had died in summer. Moisture adorns foliage with drops that sparkle… Read More The Forest’s Song
A severe drought — the worst in recorded history — has plagued California for years. Wildfires ravage the state, lakes receded to shocking levels, creeks and rivers ran dry. But this year, the rainstorms started early. One real storm blessed us in August, a few graced us in September, and this months we’ve had several… Read More Gratitude: An Ode to the Rain
At this very moment, I’m on the road heading northeast to Black Rock City, Nevada for the art and music festival Burning Man. Far more than just a party, last year (my first time), I learned the truth of the saying “the playa delivers.” I got everything I wanted and even more of what I… Read More Burning Intentions
Keeping my vow, the day I left work, I headed straight to Pinnacles National Park. Luckily for me, a glamsient friend had the day off and agreed to join me. We started at the visitor center on the east entrance where I saw a sign announcing the arrival of a California Condor.”A new baby! How… Read More Pinnacles National Park: California’s Well-Kept Secret
Alone at 6:00 am, watching the sunrise over rock formations, climbing natural staircases, feeling smooth buttresses with the palm of my hand, I come to sit on the top of a earth-made spier — I feel like the uppermost piece of a cairn. I sit patiently, open to a message from the landscape. A sparrow… Read More Zion Transformation
