
Watching the 8:30 Sunset on a Saturday

Watching the 8:30 Sunset on a Saturday




An emotionally expensive night. When getting from point A to point B takes much longer than anticipated, Iβm running on fumes before the evening is even over.
But I find now these moments are also very educational. They teach me what Iβm made of and test my resourcefulness. The practice is put in motion, even when I answer in a way that is not completely true to my self or even if I leave a curiosity unasked, or Iβm simply not able to bring my highest-quality energy, I know this has happened.
I am no longer a mystery to myself, and that is progress.


Indeed!


Never not contemplating

Kith and kin π

A perfect Queens homecoming π


quiet cove / wild iris






Greetings from the mysterious mist πΆβπ«οΈ

Youβll just have to believe me when I say there was a rainbow halo around the sun. πβοΈ

Let the unbothered, carefree, 4 p.m. oyster happy hour era of my life begin.

Super Blood Flower Moon (pre-eclipse) over Long Island Sound

I love being home. πΈ




Scenes from a glorious weekend in Arizona π