There is it! The tickets, the passengers, the lights, the person you see and wonder what their story is, the superbly talented busker playing a cigar box ukelele, the lonely waiting for love, the wayward wanderer looking for the next thrill, the next adventure. I suppose I am somewhere in that mix with with some applying more than others and some not at all. But either way that's where (how) I'm leaving the East and how I'm getting back to CA. If you don't know what this is it's Penn Station in New York New York. I will be here with Jess doing Thanksgiving with her mom and brother (he and his bf have a photography blog--- Damien and Yuta). I'm really excited for another NYC adventure. Hopefully there will be some nights riding the subway at 4am and wandering the crowded streets late at night. I wonder what the exhibit will be at MOMA. Hrrrmmm.......
So I'm getting all stoked to go back to the coast where I feel most comfortable. Being here makes me appreciate my "there" even more. Though if I hadn't been here and lived here I would have nothing to compare there to, so as it turns out I needed here to know there. It's all clear now, right?
Went for a really great scanoe (swamp canoe) trip this weekend on my off time. We take kids out there and it's so damn beautiful, but the kids are loud and make the swamp not that peaceful. I always think "hey I should come out here on the weekend", but then the weekend rolls by and I didn't make it out. Well, last week end i finally did and it was amazing, peaceful, and beautiful. All of the red maples that populate the swamp are turning deep DEEP fall colors and it's like a dream.
That whole fall colors thing and season change was really affecting me last week. This picture (on left) is literally what most roads look like around here when you're going to someone's house. Stunning! I have never felt a seasonal switch over as drastic as the one that happened/is happening now. I got very emotional and was having some difficulties/sadness. But I'm pretty sure it was just me adapting to a season which is so very romanticized. I'm getting into writing poetry and I used to not be very good at it, but I'm finding inspiration lately, it's really nice. Finally, I can do poetry.
As my stay at Echo Hill comes to a close I have many reflections. I have learned so much about myself and about children. It's amazing how you can learn so much by just doing. Probably more than in textbooks. What I'm referring to is the fact that I have never ever taken a psychology/child psychology or development class and I feel that in the 1.8 moths I've been here I've been able to learn the mental and cognitive differences between 5th-8th grade kids. That is nuts and so awesome. I have many more reflections, but will wait until I am fully done to commit them to the blog-sphere.
Hope your life is happy, healthy, and warm. Love.
Sprout Out!
The circle cannot exist without the space in between.........
Alan Watts, enjoy:




