A breakfast picnic with the girls. 

Our revels are now ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial…

“Man is most nearly himself when he achieves the seriousness of a child at play.” -Heraclitus I am reading a book called Open to Desire: Embracing a Lust for Life by Dr. Mark Epstein. In it, he recounts a story of playing with his son and one of his stuffies right after the 9/11 tragedy….

Photo by John. I turn 40 today. I absolutely love this picture that taken yesterday because in it I see both the little girl I carry inside of me (who I’ve only really been acquainted with for the past two years) and the woman I have become. I have learned a lot these past 40…

I just went through my flickr photostream and found this. It’s a fave. I never went to the Lusty Lady–a Seattle icon that recently closed–but I always liked their marquees. This one represents two big parts of me: Love and Eroticism. Go forth and have an erotic day. Every day.

I know that some people really struggle with the concept of being true to themselves as though it is selfish to BE who you came into this world to be or live as you choose. Once we start doing this and are really loving our lives, we are in flow and more of what we…