My Favorite Season
In San Francisco, the beginning of Autumn is heralded not by the sight of fallen leaves, but by the sight of fallen candy corn.
Author: victoria
Take A Deep Breath And…
Even though I know it’s not safe for me, I would cling to the known, falsely believing it is safer than unknown. Until that day comes, when leaping is the safest thing I can do. ????????????
Mantra As Mercury Comes Out Of Retrograde
Reclaiming My Peace Reclaiming My Peace Reclaiming My Peace* ☮️???????????????? *with a grateful nod to Maxine Waters
A Mantra For The New Moon Eclipse
In the stillness between light and dark (and light again), I draw back my bow and I set my sight On all that I’m manifesting. And then I take a deep breath. ????????☀️???? ????
Actually, White America, #ThisIsUs. And We Must #DoBetter
Like many, I’ve been watching what has been happening in Charlottesville, Virginia and it has turned my insides into a cocktail shaker of revulsion, rage, and profound despair. What is missing from this mix, however, is shock. What is going on in Charlottesville this weekend should not be a shock to anyone, yet my Twitter feed is full of (mostly)...
Stuff I Saw Recently: Sunrise Edition
“…as the seasons roll on by.” Now that we’re half way through summer, the days are getting shorter and I’m starting to see the sunrise again each morning, as I wait for the ferry. Last Wednesday there was a crazy reflection of the rising sun off of some of the buildings in San Francisco. The rose-gold was stunning, though neither...
Photo Project: #derelictumbrella
San Francisco’s winter storms are usually pretty windy, which is bad news for umbrellas. I can’t recall the exact winter that I became perplexed by the phenomenon of umbrellas that were simply dropped in the very spot where they broke under the strain. At some point, though, I had encountered enough of them that I began photographing them and documenting...
New Moon Mantra
Breathing in, I accept the events of my life. Breathing out, I let go of regret. Breathing in, I accept the choices I have made. Breathing out, I let go of my need to judge. Breathing in, I accept my life as it unfolds before me. Breathing out, I let go of my need for absolute control. ????????????
STRUNK AND WHITE ARE (not really) FULL OF BULL BISCUITS
So I recently came across another criticism of The Elements of Style, this time by writer A. L. Kennedy. The primary problem that I take away from Kennedy’s criticism of The Elements of Style is that she is confusing principles for rules. While the first chapter of the book is titled “Elementary Rules of Usage” the chapter that most of...
Current Mantra
Only by taking a step, And then another, And then another toward The edge of My World I discover that My world isn’t flat after all ????????????