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End of the year


                                Reflection Time


 I've been MIA on here since mid September! Something freeing about not posting all my thoughts, whims, adventures and words on the daily. I know some friends have missed it. I think that is super sweet that they care. ❤️ 

Kinda going through a major life shift, not really sure what all it will entail. Life's too silly to predict. I take each day as it comes and try not to get caught up in the sticky art of "attachment" like the wise zen masters teach. Everything is impermanent. 

Since my last blog much has happened and also nothing has. I've fallen many times on the skateboard and have made peace with the act of getting hurt somewhat purposely. 😳 I got some new knee pads and hand guards. I've since picked up my bass again. I've got a new piece in a new show coming up and have been trying to be as true to myself and what I want from life as I can be. 




As we close out this crazy year I've been trying to notice each passing day and honor it. I'm trying not to paint it in the black shroud it seems to warrant. It was a hard year of hard lessons and decisions. It was a year of surviving by the skin of your teeth. Losing people and pets you love and losing yourself a little in the process. Hopefully finding some things and repairing life. I'm coming out of the year punching and feeling healthier than I have in years. This year gave me some powers. Wounded me and filled me up simultaneously. It will go down in history as a crazy year for sure. 
Wishing you all a healthy new year caring for the things that need caring and the good sense to steer your ship to your journeys proper destinations. ❤️

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