An Eve of Spendor

I have some work to do, but I limit myself per day to preserve my sanity. I’m sure my creatives can attest to this maddening cycle of self-doubt and anxiety. Right now, I sit with wine while making casual glances at the oh-so drool-worthy cuisine in one of my favorite local magazines. I kind of feel like a ritzy local. Kind of.

So, naturally what feels like a Sunday is actually a Monday and on Sunday’s I would normally be questing my toon in a game that I escape to every now and then (this little gamer girl over here!). I didn’t last night and I am not now because I am pleasantly and surprisingly inspired to empty my colorful thoughts in digital ink, pressed into a format that, well, hopefully reaches the best of my readers.

This is the open-thoughts part of my blog- a rarety, at that.

Lately I have been longing for a scene much different from the last 9 months. All I wanted was a clear blue oceanscape with sea water as my perfume and comforting sand as my footstool. Within the last week or so, my mind had detoured into the carefree west, driving until pavement turn to dirt and hiking up mountains so high that all you know is what’s infront of you. It litterally stops your breath, breaks your concentration, forces you to feel the penetrating glow of natures swan song. It’s really an invigorating effect.

 

So, because I have the most amazing husband ever, that’s just we did for four days. We explored the untouched parts of Maine and all of its spendor. We ate authentic seafood from places off the beaten path, we hiked up mountains and hills and rocks that lined the ocean, ate wild raspberries and blueberries and just lived. We live. This is the importance of where we are now verus where we were a year ago.

This evening, home is so present. Its form is real and alive and welcoming and branching out. I love where I live. I wish this for everyone in life. It is so important.

 

 

Destination: Home

As you know, I haven’t done much traveling since I have been in NY. Every personal financial aspect of our lives (from the ground, up) has become more prevalent as the hours progress and it seems to put so much that we’ve ‘planned’ to do, on steady hold. As expected, when you have a family and obligations, I suppose. Nonetheless, every second is just as enjoyable.

Today, the Spring breeze brought such a welcome-home type of comfort through the open window in our room. The image of our favorite spot on the coast, lighthouse nearby, the surge of the ocean flickered vividly with even more color. It opened our eyes to see exactly where we wanted to be and that our goal was not too far from being reached. So, as Eli napped over long for us this afternoon, Swain and I exhausted the web for homes that may be for rent in our secret place we distantly call home, Portland, Maine.

Although we have had this as a goal for the past two years, we hadn’t really kept it in our forefront until today.  So, we have decided that we are going to diligently start scrimping and saving for our permanent move to Portland. Settling for nothing less but what we wish, we are searching for our cozy, Victorian home on the beachfront.

Beautiful Portland Pier ~

Portland Maine Pier

My Lastest Escape and hello, 2013!

You know I can’t go a MONTH without wandering the newest, most thrilling places, right?

Well, Swain and I decided to take an early honey moon to New England (check out a few places while we are there). He is also BIG on getting out and traveling, if convenient of course. So, we hoped on our favorite little getaway spot, Living Social, and found a perfect location, tucked beneath the snow banks in New Hampshire.

We haven’t completely decided on it yet, as he is all of the map (literally! HA!) when it comes to adventure, but all sources are leading to this cheery little spot.

The dates have made for Feb 3-7th.

Elijah is going to LOVE this too!

Just so I am not posting a lot of unnecessary rants and raves, as I have mentioned previously,  I am kicking the blog stuff up a notch and cooking with some new utensils haha!

As I will often find an inspiring moment to write a poem or three, a portrait with words and some publications that I intend to dive into, full force this month, I want to show you what I do best – My fitness stuff.

I was told recently ”Write about what you know..” and that stuck with me and gave me more of a push to workout, gain more knowledge and do/talk about things that you might not have thought/heard of.

That is all 🙂

my game face ha no not really. this is my ''im so happy i get to be involved in life once again!'' face! Oh, and, see those beads? They are stones of Amber. I bought 10 of them for my son, strung them on a plastic wire. it's to help with teething but he didn't need them. So, because they mean so much to me, I am wearing them from now, in symbolization of new beginnings <3
my game face ha no not really. this is my ”im so happy i get to be involved in life once again!” face! Oh, and, see those beads? They are stones of Amber. I bought 10 of them for my son, strung them onto plastic wire. it’s to help with teething but he didn’t need them. So, because they mean so much to me, I am wearing them from now, in symbolization of new beginnings ❤