Birthday Island

“Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.”   ― Pablo Neruda

In the days following what I call a magical and philosophical birthday, I found myself feeling soft, reminiscent and weeping next to my dear sweet friend, who just happened to come to our place for tea and catch up, not knowing that she was going to get this very vulnerable part of me... the part that only a few long time friends see. but I was happy to have her here, supporting me and understanding every ounce of my aching heart.  my belief is that people come into our lives for a reason. skillfully, and timely with each presence, whether we know it or not... teaches us about our boundaries, our principles and our understanding.

Today is the tenth anniversary of my father’s passing, and it struck me on how profoundly my life has changed since I got the call... This new birth year means so much, because of this.  Once a girl on the rim of the unknown, who at thirty three lost one world, then gained another in a blink. and without any parental guidance for my future, I learned to make the most of all that was given to me.

a late bloomer in this life, death has motivated my state of happiness... sometimes baring emotions in extremes, as if life and death happened on a weekly basis. but now after all these years, I am filled with a spirit of a once old Zen monk, a Grecian goddess, and perhaps a rock star who died much too soon.  I come to find this is who I am. the actions of my life have taken shape just as my birth rites had called upon me,  intentionally, with waves and depths like the ocean, and an intuition that has bestowed upon me, for as long as I could remember.  my intuitive powers found the sage I am today... a growing soul who has become unraveled by love, fiercely passionate, and in tune with nature.



On the day of my birthday, on our travels to Orcas Island, we decided to go for a swim at a local spot called Mountain lake. Feeling the crystalline alpine waters caressing my skin, I looked around at the magnificent view before my eyes, twirling my body afloat in a 360 motion, as if my body was dancing on water. I felt the embrace, remembering that moment, closing my eyes to give thanks to the angels and eagles who have carried me so lovingly on this journey. Although I am without the presence of my parents, I know out of everything that has happened, I am one of the blessed ones.  I now have milestones under my belt, and though I still have so much further to go, this soul who was meant to be, has finally appeared before me.


 I wanted share this sentiment I read on instagram by @Versoca. I thought I’d share it here,  because it spoke to me in the way that I have lived my life these past 10 years. Stepping away from anything and everything that conforms me.

“Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live the world they have been given, rather than to explore the power they have to change it.

Impossible is not a fact. It is an opinion.

Impossible is not a declaration. It is a dare.

Impossible is a potential.

Impossible is temporary.

Impossible is nothing". -Versoca

*All Photos taken by the Sages in Orcas Island.

lovingly dedicated to my super human husband,

and to my father, who just a week before he passed on said to me... become a writer,

thanks dad.