It is that time of year.

Each year I make resolutions, some I keep, some I don’t. In many ways I’m incredibly disciplined, in others, not so much.

I’m not sure how I feel about resolutions or why I’m so compelled to make them. Perhaps to motivate me to do something I already should be doing, or just to make a list to check off.

I’d like to think it’s something bigger, with a goal of intentional personal development, and there is a touch of that in there.

I always set up a goal of reading 60 books (this year 42! so close…), being better with my fitness (this year I did okay thanks to yoga), and something fun (2013 was ‘drink more champagne;’ check. Aaaand check.).

But resolutions should be stronger – to resolve. To settle or find resolution to; to decide firmly on a course of action; the firm dedication to do something.

With that in mind, I’m taking the task a little more seriously on this trip around the sun.

Thanks to the WordPress staff I stumbled on a challenge I think I’m ready for:

Writing every day (all 365) of 2014.

Phew that’s scary.

But with a little structure I don’t think it’s by any means impossible. I’m not saying it’ll be good, I’m just saying it can be done.

I’ll continue to use the themes of my blog to guide my responses, and hopefully stretch some un/underused writing muscles in the process.

Other than that, as always:

  • Read 60 books
  • Complete a 30 day fitness challenge (and write about it!)
  • Travel once a month (January through April are already planned!)

Here we go…


Walking the Walk

I didn’t get put in a chokehold, but I did get called fat pretty much every day.

They don’t tell you that part, even when you sign up to be “ruined for life” as the Jesuit Volunteer Corps motto states.

Frankly, I hope they pick up Pope Francis’ words I read this week in The Atlantic: to serve the poor you will be “bruised, hurting and dirty.”

I couldn’t think of three better words to describe my year in JVC New Orleans. To be fair, I would add: “music, free food, cheap booze.” It wasn’t all bad. I was definitely still dirty, though.

But it was hard.

One of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I felt lonely, isolated in a new community, a new region of the country, ravaged by natural disasters and man-made catastrophes that have lasted generations. I had literally zero frame of reference for the experiences the city had been through, its complex history, or its amazing people.


Upper 9th Ward, August 2007

The type of sustained commitment, day in and out, was at times achingly difficult. It is not just a job, but a lifestyle, a shockingly revolutionary one in the face of what our culture tells us is ‘appropriate.’

“JVC holds to the same belief that true service takes risks and works directly with the impoverished.” It was a risk, but not without reward.

Although far from perfect, JVC taught me to see people. To recognize, as Andrew says in the article, that

Somewhere along the way, those that he served stopped being “the homeless,” the conceptual, faceless mass that most Americans see when looking at society’s most disadvantaged. The homeless had become people, individuals whose names he knew and life stories he had learned.

We may not prefer to admit it, but Poor is hard to look at. Homeless is hard to look at. Addicted is hard to look at. Deformed is hard to look at. Deeply Depressed is hard to look at.

What JVC, and now Pope Francis,“is saying is not new, this is the Catholic Church’s teaching. He’s doing what Jesuits always do. Jesuits get gritty with it.”

To get gritty, to (somewhat) quietly do the work of living into the ideals of service and humility, to allow yourself to be changed by those people so often cast off. That is what I was taught.

And what I continue to learn.


The Atlantic article and the Daily Prompt got me thinking…random kindness is good, but not at the cost of intentionality.

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Guys. Guys.


Sparkles. Glitter. Dead Trees. Tributes to Freyr.

I am so into it.

I didn’t really do a lot this year (okay, yes, I’m currently drinking Bailey’s on ice, by the crackling wood stove and festive tree, listening to the Nutcracker on the radio…) but for some reason my first “solo” Christmas, with just P and I, feels different.

Despite the fact that by purchasing new board games, I may have had my identity stolen from Target (think they’ll take the student loans?), I am amped about this winter season.

This was a huge year. A year I could’ve never expected and one I’m definitely okay leaving behind.

So much about this year, and this blog (happy almost-year-aversary!), has changed me. I lost deeper than I knew how, and then I lost deeper again, I finally gained some literal and metaphorical space, and just sat for a while to think. 

And I don’t know where I’m going.

You know what?

That’s okay.

At 28, I guess I’m supposed to have it sorted, but I don’t. And I’m happy.

Strike that, joyous. In a way I think I’ve found at least a little slice of peace. (And gin.)

I guess you’re traditionally supposed to wait for the new year to make ‘resolutions’, but this will be the first in a series of looking back/looking forward, as I think deeply and excitedly about how to write better, ponder better, do better.

I’m oh so glad you’re along for the ride.


Sara, this one’s for you.


Just the End Bits

One of my favorite scarves is loosing structural integrity.

I’ve had this piece of lace I picked up at a local antique/flea mall that so far has been used to back/frame a cross-stitch owl, and a couple embroidered small pieces that I framed as gifts.

It truly is the purchase that keeps on giving, as I discovered it perfectly matches the style of this scarf and is thick enough to patch and hold the weak areas.

As a bonus, I convinced my anti-season’s-cheer partner to participate in some winter tree murder, and thus created a great environment for evening crafting.

I have only finished one end, but so far, so good!


I Think That Field is on Fire

I hate Kosovo.

Let’s be clear here: I do not hate Kosovars, I have no quibble with their independence, I honestly don’t know enough to make a judgement (although my eighth grade self somewhat remembers coverage interfering with TGIF).

But, this country almost killed me.

Or at the very least almost left me abandoned in a thunderstorm in a border town with Montenegro after over 10 hours in a combination of buses, taxis and some guy’s car.

One of the most amazing things about traveling overland, or at all, in somewhat more bizarre locales is the spontaneity of discovering things off the beaten path. It’s an amazingly thrilling task, using nothing but hand motions and horrible butchering of locations’ names, to get where you need to go.

Part of my partner P and I’s three-month trip through the former Yugoslavia was built on this adventure, and over a month in we thought we had it down.

Leaving rural Montenegro was hard enough, but once we got to a bus station, we were sure it was smooth sailing. When the bus just stopped and everyone got off at the border, however, we knew we were in a bit of trouble. Whether through our mistake or theirs, we didn’t understand that although we got the bus that says it goes to Kosovo, the one at the end of the day…doesn’t.

After a bit of not-so-quiet cursing, we figured out we could hail a cab, through the impending storm, up and over the mountain pass and into Kosovo. Done. Fine. The sun was setting.

Stepping out of a cab has never felt so risky. Running into the dark bus station parking lot, getting soaked, I put on my best: ‘Oh God I’m so lost’ slash ‘please play into the gender stereotype of the little lost blonde girl right now’ slash ‘it’s almost 11pm have mercy’ face.

Something motivated me toward two men in suits that were arguing with a driver. Their bus said Pristina. I had to get on this bus. At first, they told me no. Everyone told me no. I turned back to P, almost in tears, when one of the men hollered to us: “COME!”

Okay strange man, let’s go.

So I sat, hugging my huge backpack on my lap, praying that this bus would somehow end up in the right place, and avoiding the bizarre looks of fellow passengers (this was a tour bus on its way back from Germany, I later figured out).

My nerves were jangling and I couldn’t relax. I looked out the window.

There was a field on fire.

We’re talking ON. FIRE. And not a small fire. Acres and acres of flame. I looked around trying to gauge the appropriate response. Finding none, I turned to P to affirm my shock – only to find him happily snoozing away.

After three more hours, not having been asked for any form of payment and wishing the suited men a farewell at some unmarked highway spot, we made it to Pristina and literally jogged to the hostel.

And there, on Avenue Bill Clinton, I looked up, my jaw dropped, and I laughed:



This post was inspired by today’s Daily Prompt: Share a time when you narrowly avoided disaster. Photographers, artists, poets: show us ESCAPE.

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Hold me closer, Tony Danza

Daily Prompt: Textures are everywhere: The rough edges of a stone wall. The smooth innocence of a baby’s cheek. The sense of touch brings back memories for us. What texture is particularly evocative to you? Photographers, artists, poets: show us TEXTURE.

The space issue is not one of my things. At times, uncomfortably close is the name of my game.

Breaking down that physical barrier most of us carry around has healed me in ways very little else can. The great social work phrase “healthy touch” was never, ever withheld in my family.

I know the connective, irreplaceable power of touch from growing up, from wonderful friends, and from strangers/clients who so rarely get touched in a neutral, hopeful way.

Feeling my body’s connection to other people and spaces form some of my most visceral memories: touching the walls on the Via Dolorosa in Jerusalem, helping with (ruining) pupusas in El Salvador, the familiar wooden bar of the dive in Allston.

Physical baubles, tokens of these memories practically litter my home, my bag, my keychain, my life.

They form the texture that I continually reconnect to; forming renewed memories with each touch.


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Daily Prompt: Five Items – Revisiting a classic question, what are the five items you must have on a desert island?

Chapstick, Paul Simon’s Graceland, my journal, my Leatherman and water purifying pump/Nalgene combo thing my dad gave me.

Or at least that’s how 17 year old me often answered.

Still not too far off, but now I just can’t think of necessities in quite the same way. Also, what did I think I was going to do with that album? Play frisbee?

As an adult, the novelty of this question has worn off for me, because most desert islands have wifi.

Beyond that kind of bizarre, kind of sad fact, I also don’t really need those things. Okay, yes, practically I might die without fresh water and/or a sharp tool when left alone in the wilderness, but what I find as I get older is that I actually need very little.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not above some good old fashioned retail therapy, but what I need, I mean need, is community.

(And gin. Sweet, sweet gin. You think there’s a bar on this island? I bet there’s a bar on this island, I bet it’s a swim up bar! I love those.)

Community that comes in all shapes and sizes from my blood relations, to my partner, to my geographic neighbors, to my friends across the globe. A safe and loving and challenging group(s) that don’t let me float through life, but deeply value it for the wonder of being alive.

That constantly make me want to be a better woman, to help me in that effort, and throw in a few (okay many) ridiculous escapades to remind me not to take it all too seriously.

So in the end, I take them. All of them. In a great big snuggle pile on this island.

(With a great bartender.)


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Nature’s Light

Weekly Photo Challenge: Let there be Light!

A walk in sun can be transformative. Especially this time of year when I go to work in the dark, and come home in the somehow darker. P discovered a new walking loop from our house that I got to try out solo, bathed in the all-too-infrequent sunshine.

This week’s photo challenge encouraged seeking out light, and it was such a joy documenting what I found.


Tis the season for thanks, and I can’t resist a chance to humblebrag on the ‘nets. hashtagblessed hashtagthankful hashtaglucky

But honestly, this time of year inspires such reflection and I can’t think of a better way to spend the day’s blog-allotment:

I am thankful for my loving, punny, overly generous family that is way too far away, and those that have adopted me in their physical absence.

I am thankful for my partner, who does his utmost to fulfill all the best qualities of that moniker; with sass, wanderlust and craft beers on top.

I am thankful for inspiring, wacky, silly, smart, smiling, open, downright hilarious friends, near and far. I could never walk through this life without the support, sarcasm and dance parties.

I am thankful for my health. (and the opportunity to have healthcare – preventative medicine is so hot right now).

I am thankful for yoga; for the chance to move my physical and mental self toward balance.

I am thankful for the abundance in my life (although I can forget it’s there) that gives me the ability to write, to share and to muddle through with all of you.

I am so, so, so thankful for living in nature, for this year of intentionality, for the hope that this is only the beginning, and all the adventures brimming on the horizon.