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2014: Today I’m.

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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.

The Epic Skyline of Home

I’m back in Boulder now, riding my bicycle, doing yoga, sipping single-origin espresso, writing poetry, interviewing amazing people, sharing wine and dinner with girlfriends. It’s crisp but sunny, summer’s digestif.

It’s hearty, life here, and I can’t imagine tearing myself from it. In a traveling way, sure—in a permanent displacement way, no. Not yet. When I’m here, I can create a reflection of what I see around me—bliss, growth, magic—and store it inside myself as feeling. But, I find I have to keep coming back to recharge it.

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Play-Based Reclaiming: I’m Riding 100 Miles This Week in My Beautiful Boulder!

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.

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Why am I doing this?

  1. 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.
  2. 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.
  3. 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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How to Get Out of a Rut: Artist’s Edition | Avocado Mornings #4

Welcome to Avocado Mornings, Episode 4! This week, I talk about three simple ways I got out of my writing rut.

Topics: 1) Forget about your “art”—and everyone else for that matter. 2) Know what makes you happy—even when you’re so very not. 3) Focus on your “done” list, not your “to do,” and feel grateful for YOU.

And hey! Video, filmed outside, in flowy aquamarine shirt—you don’t want to miss this.

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Renewing Your Relationship Driver’s License | Avocado Mornings #3

Happy Thursday! It’s Avocado Mornings, Episode Three. This week I talk about why it’s important to renew your commitment to your relationship—or rather, your license to continue driving it forward (fun phrasing!). Read the post below, listen to me talk about it, or both.

Here’s the audio link (will open in a new tab): Renewing Your Relationship Driver’s License

You know that feeling when you first move to a city or travel somewhere, and everything around you is so vibrant, so checkered with possibility?

Then as time passes, the wonder starts to fade into the background. It’s like the way you start not seeing things in your home, like something on top of a bookcase or a painting on the wall. When you move out, you might not even remember these things until the walls are bare, because you can hardly see them anymore. They melt into part of a structure that you rely on. And, that you can take for granted if you’re not careful.

We get used to things. We accustom. And this I think, is the most important thing we need to focus on in relationships. In fact, I think it can single-handedly be responsible for killing great relationships.

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Scents of Crumbs of Days of Lives

I’ve always enjoyed smelling people as they walk by, generally inside modes of transportation. Tight spaces, forced hallways. On trains, buses, planes. I inhale the waft they leave behind, the layers of their days. Their mornings, their showers, their indiscretions.

I generally like the smell of women more. When an intriguing woman walks by, I make my nostrils sive-like to distill her smell and form an opinion about her. Not so much men, women are the ones, licking at my nose, apple sweet.

Once, there was a Scorpio man I was in love with who was not in love with me, which at that time in my life was the only kind of man I could love.

I could smell him before he came into a room or after he left it. I don’t mean his cologne; I mean him. His being, his incense. His life, what he showered with, what he left on him from where he’d just been. I loved it. I loved feeling in tune with him, if only in this way. It made me feel poetic.

One day, I was walking down the hallway to my office and I smelled him. It always made my heart gymnastic; I went in, blood cooling after the swell. But, it seemed he wasn’t there.

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