Like the music on the street, or in this case, under the street in Budapest.
One day I hope to learn to play a string instrument. I have been haunted by them my entire life.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
in order for a seed to grow, it must first burst its shell of limitations.
Guess the Genders of our Little Twin Charlies! (Answer to be revealed around May 3)
dreams bleed into reality
i will wear my heart on my sleeve
trusting in the universe
i will wear my heart on my sleeve
trusting in the universe
Where I'm from
details...
- Sara
- Portland , OR, United States
- World Citizen. American by birth. Left USA for 4 years of work & travel; returned Aug 2011. Settled down in Portland with my Charlie (Justin) who I met Jan 2012 at the Hatteras lighthouse.
The place to think
Posts
Search This Blog
I was featured as travel case study
Do this every day
Current read
- The Still Point of the Turning World- Emily Rapp
blog archive
-
▼
2010
(195)
-
▼
February
(18)
- The morning after a 14 mile run
- Slight procrastination on accomplishment posting
- Simple things are beautiful
- Divisadero
- "Joy doesn't exist in the world, it exists in us."...
- Against Hesitation
- Bratislava, Slovakia
- On meeting others and companionship
- Budapest II
- How to look good in front of a camera
- Only place truly worth mentioning...
- Best horoscopes ever! Plus Budapest!
- Regeneration and movement
- Fun with hair dye plus work
- Being Centered
- Readings on the history of childbirth
- Life Logic
- From my readings, "Man's Search for Meaning"
-
▼
February
(18)
Oatie the wonder dog
"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful that the risk it took to blossom." -Anais Nin
Look for beauty everywhere
2 comments:
If Simple thing are beautiful - then we must be beautiful.
love, auntie dj
I love your logic. :)
Post a Comment