There are many tiny, simple things that invoke change within and one of my favorites is a change of scenery. Last weekend I went to Pt. Reyes and stayed in a bed & breakfast to celebrate two years of a really great relationship with my person (an old friend used to use that phrase: my person. I love its gender-neutrality, how it sounds more significant than boyfriends which sounds ridiculous when you are in your thirties, but less weird than man-friend). An awesome bonus feature at the B&B was the accompanying sheep and alpacas that live there. One of the fantastic elements of a change of scenery is the opportunity to learn new things. For instance: did you know that sheep make hacking-up-a-furrball sounds? All night long? And they belch? And that this makes me giggle? Silly city girl. (Disapproving Alpaca) Change of scenery almost never fails to invite a change in perspective if given the opportunity. I, who too often demand everyone to be as excited about
"In the midst of winter I found in me an Invincible Summer." - Camus ...On exploring strength in its many forms: strong people, strong writing, strong curiosity, obsessions, stances, and loves. Strength as a concept wide enough to encompass fear, truth, vulnerability, and joy.