In 2014, I set intentions.
I am going to love harder, but not need hard love.
I am going to be fluid in a way that doesn’t belittle the beauty of discipline.
I am going to understand better my boundaries, my edges, my swinging pendulums, my centers.
I am going to let indulgence be just that, and take full pleasure in its fleeting nature.
I am going to be patient and hold my fire, knowing that holding it doesn’t temper me, but strengthens me.
I am going to know myself better, but not let that quest become an excuse for isolation and intolerance of others.
I am going to get out of my own way and allow myself to be incandescent.
I am going to let appreciation melt into reverence.
Happy New Year, everyone.
Happy beautiful Sunday! This is going to be an epically gorgeous 60/70-degree week in Boulder. Seeing as though I’m not sure how many more we’ve got left—yes I’m looking at you, little snow-capped dirt pile outside my window—I’m kicking off a 100-Mile Bike Ride Week starting today.
Why am I doing this?
- This might sound way easy to some (hi, Amante Coffee clientele) and ridiculous to others, but I know it was a challenge for me to fit in 89.4 miles the one week I did it. So, I want to step up my own personal fitness game.
- It’s going to be a gorgeous week! And Boulder has already had its first snow. Many of my friends have put their bike stuff away—but let’s bring it back out for one more week of gorgeousness.
- I want to celebrate the beautiful playground I live in. After the 100-year flood we just experienced, it’s so nourishing to be able to see all parts of it: the unscathed, the etched in, the massaged, the forever altered. I’m so grateful to live here, and for me, this is a play-based reclaiming of my rocking city.
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False freedom wants to be free because she feels squelched by intimacy.
True freedom holds loosely, giving her partners freedom, knowing their freedom only enhances her own.
False freedom does not hold onto any kind of relationship for long, for fear that it will limit her.
True freedom does not fear limitation, because she knows it can’t possibly exist if she exists.
False freedom operates under a credence of self-righteousness. She kicks and shouts when she is not heard.
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