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dancingonlines · 4 years
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First post of 2020. 🌛
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dancingonlines · 4 years
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Earlier this year, I decided to move into a van and travel around the country with my sweet hound dog, Mesa May. I decided to document the journey by recording a one-second video every day. Here is the final 2019 video project.
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dancingonlines · 4 years
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dancingonlines · 4 years
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“The other day, while standing outside in the blustery wind, I was told one of the most beautiful things about myself, “Something about you brings people back to center. And sometimes moves them forward.” I’d like to believe this to be true.
Coming back to center, in my opinion, has little to do with finding a stationary place, forming a groove, then remaining there. The soul isn’t stagnant. The soul flows. Finding appreciation for one’s self during the ebb and flow, that is a large part of my life’s work. I have to believe this is why I find such resonance with the water. Also too, why so often I can be found sitting and looking out over the bay, watching the waves as they move, or choose not, depending upon the day. I too ebb and flow. Its been a long road, seeing the beauty in both.
It’s easy to cling to those parts within ourselves that seem so perfect and good, and hide those that don’t. To award the emotions that ride high, and push down the rest. There have been times when I felt like a stranger within my own being, whose life has stirred into a mess. And then it shifts. A new day comes and the waves calmed. I was the mess. And I am the calm. The water never divides itself. Nor should we.”
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dancingonlines · 4 years
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Joni Mitchell I Coyote (Live Version)
There’s no comprehending Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes And the lips you can get And still feel so alone And still feel related
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dancingonlines · 4 years
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dancingonlines · 5 years
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dancingonlines · 5 years
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First of all... hello. I hope today is a beautiful day.
I daydreamed about starting a blog about a little over a year ago. I did my research and realized that the only way to figure blogging out centered around the task of simply GETTING STARTED, so in August I contacted @littlebluedeer to help me transform my platform into one of my daydreams. The process of figuring out the style of my blog seemed to make me wonder what in the world I wanted to even write about or how to even put it out there. I had a billion ideas, and once I finally began the process of shaping my blog I sort of walked into a world of confusion. @littlebluedeer helped my wishes come true by creating a magical platform for me to share my thoughts, but even at this point I hit a wall of clay. With every move I got stuck... here I am now. Finally putting up a BLOG that I hope will softly touch your heart. I am still finding myself and maybe we aren’t meant to figure out everything about ourselves, ever. Maybe while dancing our lines we just learn to surprise ourselves, until our last breath and perhaps beyond that we will still manage to surprise the people who remember us forever or feel our footprints underneath theirs.
Instead of hitting a wall of clay and getting stuck, make art out of it. Sure it may be a mess at first, but I think it’s pretty to feel that something wonderful will be made out of it. There is beauty in everything whether it is a cloud of fog or clear water.
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dancingonlines · 6 years
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One day I’ll be physically gone and the wind will brush away the footsteps I once left behind. I hope it carries them somewhere pretty and drops them off, gently. -Jesse
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