When I was 8 I was riding my pink bike. I crashed over a small round rock in the ground. From then on I cursed the rock for hurting me. Funny, I don't remember getting back up and riding the bike to more adventure, but I remember the most the rock.

Shit sucks, it really does and some things that cause you trauma are not possible to ever forget about or push to the back of the mind. In general though, I remember the cause of the horrid memory but never the amazing things I did after I fell. I get back up, every time.

"Fall seven times, stand up eight." -Japanese Proverb


I for sure agree with the saying that it is not where you have been, it is where you are going that matters. Focus, like a ship to a port your energy and passion to the goals. But remember to learn and enjoy the storms along the way. You will make it ye smarmy Pirate!

Macro cannabis pictures soon to come!

I awoke with dreams of her again, her long, soft, curly, red hair was a fan across my stomach. I was safe again with this girl, but who is she? I see her face in my dreams many times and her image is getting stronger each week. I can almost feel her caresses on my neck, but only to awake with my own hair tickling me.

I remember her hips, a slow sensuous curve of passion...leading me to her. I want to sleep again if only to dream her. Piercing crystal, green eyes that see straight to my soul, with lips that quiver so achingly for mine.

Wherever you are dream girl... Come find me?

And after ten glorious orgAsms ..... I sleep!!!

So I was walking Friday to an appointment. I came across a fence to the parking lot of the building I was going to. I looked to my right and saw that I had to walk a bit to get around it and into the building.
I came out after wards and saw the same fence…
I looked to my left, the sure/trusted way I had come into the lot. It was longer and not in the direction I needed to go. I looked to my right and saw that the fence went on beyond site by the building. I did not trust this way. Even though there were stairs leading downwards to the right… I was worried and did not go…So I went left…the longer way around it. I then, after I was out of the way of it, looked back to see that the right side of the fence reached its terminus only five feet behind the building, right where I needed to go.

I felt like the FENCE would not END… WHY? The pain is the same. I feel like I cannot trust new paths to healing and working trhough it, just because I can’t see them clearly. Trust your heart, even though there may be no sure way to see the outcome. THE FENCE HAS TO END SOMETIME!!!!

That was my huge realization I have been meditating on this weekend.

I just want you to know.


I fell in love again today,
My feet are bleeding and my skin is burnt.
5 more miles in the desert...

Oye. I am so tired and it hurts.

I think medical Cannabis is an amazing thing. Yeah.

I miss my eagle friends...

Here are some recent pictures of them.

Almost done with 15 new pendant designs!

Here is the first, a photo here and a link to my site!!!

http://www.etsy.com/listing/77242478/proud-peacock-pendant?ref=af_shop_favitem

New shots!

This is awesome, my friend took it for me in CA.