View fullsize A quarantine gift. I’ve found a fun new form of poetry/art. It’s called #blackoutpoetry . You take a block of text and choose to eliminate words until you are left with a string of text that makes a new poem. I put my own little spin on i
View fullsize It’s April 8th. On this day, 23 years ago, I transformed from a 19 year old single expectant mother to a grown up, suddenly wholly responsible for the most important person’s life I’d ever met. On this day, 23 years ago, a brillia
View fullsize I have put Lulu in charge of the pandemic. Rest assured. She has everything under control. If you don’t believe me, just look at how cute she is. You have no choice but to relax. #nuffsaid #toocutetodeny #springpuppy #9yearsyoung #dogyears #bes
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View fullsize The Evolution of Grief Do not turn away when the heavy grace of joy is imposed upon you. I know that weight. It comes from knowing the feeling of having the absolute meaning of your life plucked from you at the moment you are most fully committed to
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View fullsize I haven’t been great with staying present lately. I usually want to be some where else.... someWHEN else. Now I am grieving. Now I recovering from a major injury that ultimately led to feeling separate from my community. Now I am working on my
View fullsize Lately I find myself surprised every time I discover I can still do a handstand. I have no logical reason to think that I can’t, other than the fact that I’ve been doing less of them. Grief is heavy. Parenting a teenager can be super heav
View fullsize New lights and a little inspiration from some recent head balance play with #SriDharmaMittra 🐒😊 That’s me in the frame. This was a fun collaboration with @shay_images 🤩 . . . . #niralambasirsasana #flashpoint #studiolighting #sandiegoyoga #s
View fullsize The edges of the day are a magical time to play in the desert. This sunrise was no exception. The sand of the dunes felt like the beach beneath my feet, but the strong wind made my handstands quite and exfoliating experience thanks to the sand blowin
View fullsize Okay, okay. It’s sooooooo not perfect. My Milky Way photography is definitely not ready for my pro stream. Buuuuuut.... the fact that I can refer to any Milky Way photos as having been produced by me is kinda really exciting! I’ve wanted
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View fullsize Oh iPhone, I love you. Thank you not only for making these amazing photos (handheld after dark) but also for being my flashlight to guide me back to my car because I stayed so long to admire the view. And for mapping my way to what I had a hunch migh
View fullsize I have both grown up and played with childlike wonder within the warm embrace of so many Swami’s sunsets...
View fullsize If someone tells you that you should be less sensitive, punch them in the face. If they complain, you can just tell them they’re being too sensitive. Okay. Don’t actually punch anyone in the face. Violence is never a good idea, physicall
View fullsize A little photo story from lunch today. Met a friend for lunch at a place I love to go because for some reason I just always see my boy there. I asked my friend if he wouldn’t mind sitting outside for just that reason. I waited the whole meal an
View fullsize I have been a seeker and I still am, but I stopped asking the books and the stars. I started listening to the teaching of my Soul. – Rumi Loving my new #nikonz7 Drop me a note if you’d like to book a shoot. 📸 😊