Pied Piper of Ann Arbor: Photo by Alfred Eisenstaedt, 1950
March is upon us and to get it started, I’ve got a slightly random selection of old music that is sounding so good to me these days. I hope you’ll agree.
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Starburst via Friends With You
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.
Slowly, but surely, Albert and I have been making our way from Colorado to Los Angeles. I can not get over the landscape from Colorado through Utah into Nevada. It is forever morphing into something else. See for yourself.
It’s feeling hardcore February in NYC but I had a nice weekend and hope you did too. Enjoy the scroll through this week’s pictures.
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Juani – Anna Maria, FL
Rod & Reel Pier
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Farrell & Albert – Golden, CO
Not the most ideal road tripping conditions
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Edward – New York, NY
Mid-winter visit to the Cloisters
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Jo – Brooklyn, NY
This is a wintertime shot of Brooklyn Grange, a rooftop farm in Queens. It made me feel like a part of the city and also million miles away.
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Nick – Santa Cruz, CA
Santa Cruz banana slug
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I have seen a couple movies lately that I can’t stop thinking about. I am not saying that I liked these movies but they have have stuck to me throughout the days and kept me wondering. Also, watching movie trailers on a Saturday in February is awesome.
Blue Valentine
The Master
Lars and the Real Girl
Tiny Furniture
Oscar weekend is here and I have to admit this may be the year I’ve seen the least number of nominated films. Or to be more specific, I only saw one; I talked about it here. When I was growing up, I went to the movies all the time. But something about going to see a movie in NYC just isn’t as gratifying. It takes more work and is usually less of a spontaneous activity. Anyway, this is all just lead in to post these photos of a cool looking movie theater in Switzerland. There is something I find very compelling about them.
*photos via Remodelista
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For more information on Banksy, watch Exit Through the Giftshop or visit his website.
A couple of years ago my mom gave me one of those Magic Bullet Blender sets that comes with a million attachments. I’ve been trying to get back in the habit of drinking green shakes in the morning, so when I saw this fabulous idea from Erin at WELL in L.A., I knew I was in for business.
Last week, I filled up all the cups with a handful of spinach and some frozen mango. Then in the mornings I would add a banana and some water, screw the cup in and blend. Voila. So quick and easy. Now I just need to make it back to the grocery store for round two. Baby steps.
More wellness for your week here!
*Top image by Emma Hack
I’ve been thinking about how fast the lessons from our great adventure faded. Every once and a while, I want to go back to the feeling of it all. I wrote this the night before we left for New York after 6 months of traveling. I am so glad I did, even though it might seem intense, these are my truths from the whole experience:
I’ve literally been around the world.
I have starved. I have been excessive.
I have been snobbish. I have been humbled.
I have been obsessed with the news. I have had to ban myself from the news.
I have been ashamed of my country and embarrassed to be an American.
I have felt pride in my home and dread to return to it. I have been miles from war zones, genocides, terror and imprisonment.
I have spent weeks meditating and hours watching tv in languages I do not know.
I have read books that made me cry, laugh, nauseous, yearn and lust.
I have been haunted and I have been completely exposed.
I have embellished and I have omitted.
I have faced my fears and I have gained more.
I have never slept worse and never slept better.
I have sobbed when saying goodbye to a stranger I met 30 minutes earlier and I have said hello to my family with serenity.
I have learned grace and I have learned age.
I have faced my truths and i have lied to myself.
I have brooded in tragedies and ignored the ones at the tables next to me.
I have been so alone and I have been so comforted.
I have had strangers weep their life stories to me within minutes of meeting. I have been cold to perfect strangers for no reason.
I have been jealous of others and I have flaunted.
My heart has pounded through my chest and at times. I have never felt so calm.
I have held on and I have let go.
I have been stubborn, childish, foolish and insecure.
I have been strong, mature, wise and proud.
At times I feel suffocated by the unbearable weight of the world and its complexities.
There are moments when I feel the answers are so simple.
I have felt sick, surprised, moved and annoyed.
I have had moments that I will cherish for as long as I live.
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Earlier today I came across this video of a three-year old impeccably reciting “Litany” by Billy Collins. Besides just being impressive, it reminded me how much more powerful poetry is when it is spoken aloud. So instead of posting the poem for you to read, I decided to record it for you to listen to. You can also watch Billy Collins speak about and read “Litany” here.
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