Spreading our Infectous Imaginations
So, I have this idea that I believe was planted in my mind in Altai this summer. The seed has been growing roots since August and a very nice tree…
Peripheral Hearing
Have you ever watched a jogging blind man? It almost sounds like an oxymoron...but I saw one in Portland back in May. He had a sight-enabled friend jogging ahead of…
It was the shape of a fingernail…
hanging low in the sky, the ethereal moon crept behind some whispy clouds. A pillow of smoke lazily slithered from my mouth. It was cold outside, cold enough for my…
Words of Tomorrow
"Words of Tomorrow" is a pocket dictionary of words I've created today for use tomorrow. These words are mind gems. Some are created as my mind unwinds, others were created…
The Rainbow Bridge
Upon preparing to leave for Siberia, I had to drop my daughters off with their Grandparents. On the way across the Puget Sound, while sitting on a ferry, my…
A Full Moon Ago
During the last full moon, I was in the high elevations of the Altai Mountains in Siberia, Russia. I was, at that point travelling completely solo in a nomadic part…
rhythm
step. step. swing. swing. pause. step. step. swing. swing. pause. step. step. swing....it is a rhythm. Like a pendulum swings, my arms are synchronized with my swinging legs. The rhythm…
“Nyet”
"Nyet!" was the message delivered after months of preparing for the trek, flying to the other side of the planet, half a day prior at a Russian Governmental Agency with…
Gorno-Altaisk
Deep in the Mountains of Siberia, a symphony of barking dogs echoes the area. The sun is hot in the sky, white clouds drift north, high and dry. The wilderness…
En route to Siberia…
I'm currently in a loooong layover in Moscow. The flight from Seattle to JFK was quick due to the fact that I slept (even through the crying babies). I had…