Thursday, August 25, 2011

Life is a String of "Ahhhs"




After taking a long swig of a tasty micro-brew at a local watering hole the other evening, I naturally released a great sigh of enjoyment-a quintessential long drawn out "ahhh." There was a golden moment of complete relaxation, mind clearing clarity and the stress of the day immediately evaporated into thin air. That's when I discovered my new philosophy. In my view, life is a trek through treacherous pitfalls, testing climbs and exhilarating moments of rejuvenation. Through it all, there's always the true, raw moments of satisfaction, revelation, relief, and ecstasy, which are all expressed in a perfect simple sound as the breath rolls off the tongue- the "ahhh." While there also may be the frustrated "arghhhh" or confused "uhhh," which you may think are simply interchangeable, they don't encompass all the positive expressions in the "ahhh" moment. Nothing compares and nothing can embody the natural euphoria and inspiring consciousness of a person in their "ahhh" bliss. So, if you view it all, every moment of your trek through the lens of those perfect few seconds- the raw release of endorphins illuminating the peace and beauty in our world- then it's all worth it, everyday is a gift.


My summer in Vermont has been string of "ahhh" moments at every turn. Yet, that very necessary moment of clarity through restful reflection has not presented itself in my wild world amongst the Mad River. With an array of Yestermorrow workshops spanning from every scale of ecological design application and theory you can possibly imagine, beginning an internship at an ambitious nonprofit organization: 1% For The Planet, weekend trips here and there....and everywhere, moving homes twice in a matter of 6 weeks, and a stint in the Pacific Northwest for summer celebrations, my life has not facilitated a moment for reflection, let alone rest. And now finally, with the change of the seasons, comes my window of opportunity to tap into the healing powers of nature, embrace a moment to childish joy, take a deep breath, and look back on the past 4 months with astonishment, critical engagement and gratefulness for a life of endless adventure, inspiring company and simple pleasures. Through this reflection, (which will be a VERY long drawn out "ahhhh") will come my moment of clarity, and along with such a moment, will be an extensive new collection of blog posts. So, hold on loved ones, I am deep in the process of taking a rest, thinking, breathing, taking it all in and slowing writing it all down, every last "ahhhh."


Thursday, August 4, 2011

Traveling Through Time


      I have now transitioned into a life in the U.S. as a student once again, yet in a foreign place-the east coast. Even though I have been back in the states for a month now, a sense of homecoming and familiarity has been distant. While I was home in the Pacific Northwest for a beautiful week of sunshine and rejuvenation, the road has been my friend during my epic quest from Washington to Vermont via an introduction Southern Comfort of the U.S. It's all a grand transition from one realm of my design build immersion-from family's project in Mexico to my stint at school in Vermont. All the while I am traveling through a vast array of new frontiers of my home country in complete awe. It's historical integrity, cultural diversity, natural phenomena, and an unquantifiable zest for life is overwhelming. I have fallen in love with the United States and all it has to offer.

During these travels, through my re-education ofn the non-linear history of the U.S., I have been stunned by the story illuminated in the natural landscapes, human built infrastructure and community planning. From the geological phenomenas of Moab, Utah and John Day, Oregon to the religious and political symbols of power in Salt Lake City, our country is an open book. One only needs to dive into the literature and at times read in between the lines to discover an epic tale of adventure, greed, exploitation, love, pride, mystery and power. It's written in the designs of the natural and human constructed realms amongst the places we call home. A story of present, past and future-an evolving door of potential, accomplishment and satisfaction. Let the history take you in, because only in those moments of reflection, may one step forward into a positive progression towards peace and solidarity.


John Day, Oregon


John Day Fossil Beds


Salt Lake City, Utah 



Arches Natl. Park, Moab, Utah

Canyonlands Natl. Park, Moab, UT






Oregon Trail Interpretive Center, Baker, OR


Aspen, CO


Wormsloe Ruins, Savannah, GA



Savannah Cotton Exchange

New Orleans, LA