WHAT'S THE SUNDAY WORD, HUMMINGBIRD?

I won't stand on a soapbox. You're smart and this is self-explanatory. So today, stop acting aloof because you think it makes you more (fill in the blank), it does just the opposite. It just makes you look like an a-hole. Be nice.

SUNDAY, MUDDY SUNDAY

Happy Sunday friends. 

That's all I want you to know today:

YOU IS KIND, YOU IS SMART, YOU IS IMPORTANT

I don't really know who reads these posts. Sure, there are definitely some friends in the mix but some of you are strangers to me and I to you. I don't know where you live, where you have come from or where you are going. I don't know your "story"; whether you have families, illness, struggles, heartache, infinite joy, paralyzing loneliness or all of the above. I only know that for some reason I am writing something that you are choosing to read. Perhaps it will make you smile, or laugh or cry. Maybe you stumbled upon it and were just curious or bored. Whatever the reason I want you to know that I'm glad we met. I'm glad you are here. With me. Right now. 

I'm glad you saw this today so that you know that THIS is all in good fun. THIS can be light-hearted. THIS can be heavy but at the end of the day, this is one woman's thoughts: my transparency and vulnerability. It is an expression of the things that I love, fear, hate, wrestle with, weep about, laugh about and mostly need to let out.

I believe that authenticity is what life's about. And even if you've forgotten that, find that girl or guy in there who knows better - the person who knows that the BEST accessory is their smile, their open heart; their REAL self. Find the person who knows that nothing on the outside can make you beautiful if the inside is dark and bitter and hidden from truth. Find the person who knows that you CAN face tomorrow. Because we will. Together. 

Maybe you fell, hell, maybe you're like me and you've fallen so many times you wonder IF and HOW you keep standing up again. But if you rise (again), you might just be stronger this time or the time after. Just don't give up. Maybe that "lesson" you learned could give you wings to fly? Maybe you don't need the encouragement at all. . .but then again, maybe you do. 

HERE. WE. GO.

Yeah. . .that's how I ended up here. Or back here I should say. . .

Welcome to Tenacious E. 

This is a home for wanderlust. A sanctuary for the dreamer; the poet; the romantic fantasizer; for the creative and innovative mind; for the ones who discover beauty beyond the walls of a museum in a graffiti street artists's work; for the ones who sense the timbre and tones in music and dance; who savor the flavors in food, culture and life abroad. 

This is a home for you. 

But not JUST "Saturday night you" - this is also an escape for everyday you - the Lululemon-wearing-wanna-bring-up-the-heat-quotient-and-bring-down-the-house you. It's a place of freedom - a land of Nod, if you will, for inspiration, encouragement, daydreaming, confidence, empathy and reverie. Pick your poison my dears but I hope that  you will join me for the journeys - whatever they might be - moments of self expression, thoughts on travel, experiences, family. . .life. Only, before you follow me down the rabbit hole, know this: these are musings, just one person's thoughts on which you may agree or disagree, chose to read or ignore. For me, it is the prodigal return to my first love: writing. So, here we go. . .what's the worst that can happen?? Let's find out!