Bon Anniversaire Mon Pere:

July 15, 2011 10:20 pm

As I sit hear a warm July night…just right, in the house on Shimmer Road where little heads have gone to bed with bellies full of vanilla ice cream and blackberries the size of abnormally large bee’s; a summer time necessity.

I am currently content, at peace and have a wonderful feeling of love and compassion…today is my dad’s birthday after all J

Unfortunately the majority of my day prior to this moment has been a lot of nonsense. Discontent, grumpy, sad, dazed and confused. After a night of magical festivities that ran until 2:30 in the morning, my day suffered from a Harry Potter Hangover from the start…absolutely nothing got done that I had planed on getting done…and I was left today feeling behind on so much: love, life, love life…all very “touchy” subjects.

As I sit hear in this beautiful home, where chickens, and true Wyoming views abide, with the rolling hills of sage that offset the red rock and Wind River peaks. I am left a fool, a fool whose minor issues of the day now seem like silly, sleep deprived, and hiccups.

Today provided its self as a sequence of events that have cycled through over the last two weeks. Over these last few weeks I have found it immensely difficult to re-center and focus. With my grandfathers stroke, my fathers 8 week check up and the water and oil divide I find my self unsoundly creating between my friends and my family…no wonder I’m grumpy…pre college jitters and LVHS stale mates I realize that I am not alone…quite normal actually…it just seems like everything tends to get amplified when given just the right opportunity…the perfect storm.

The storm has settled…Voldimort was slain and my father celebrated another year of life toped with chocolate cake, a light up grilling apron (and yes the batteries are not included), the best of intelligentsia, with complements of a kiss. I love you dad.

Crazy Connections

*From my journal THURS AUG 13, 2010- "I keep wishing I had brought warmer clothes ...aug. is supposed to be summer still ...not up here I guess. Everything else though is wonderful, the view from my tent,the snack sessions, the climbing, and the people I am with* 4/3

Sweet springtime goes into hiding as a once 76 degree weather weekend turns blustery and wintery once again as wet snow falls as Old Town steams with all sorts of characters wandering in on the last snowy day of spring. (I hope!)

From little boys named Blue to Catholic College student in thrifty suites; meeting new and interesting people has becomes one of the many reasons why I continuously find my self LOVING my job :)

But the other day I was pleasantly surprised by a some what fortunate familiar face?

He's name Brian Warnner.

As of yesterday I was once again reminded of my Grand Teton Climb from last August! Coincidentally I had borrowed Brains coat at base camp last summer. (do to some what unexpected freezing temperatures in the middle of AUGUST?!?!)...."The red puffy".

Long story short I actually met Brian breifly at base and exchanged some time in the hut on our layover day after an unexpected snow storm.

Convinced that I would never see this man again....I slipped a thank you note/poem into one of the coats side pockets post departure...little did I know O would see him in Lander with his friend Erica (who was also there in august) in Old Town Coffee takeing advantage of the beautiful spring weekend 8 months later!?!?! Crazy! ! ! Any ways we chatted for a bit and I ended up finding out that my actual guide Mark Postle was going climbing with Brain this month in....NEPAL!!! On Lhoste!!!! the forth tallest peak in the WORLD!!! Really?!?! Say what?....

I was completely floored and completely amazed at the powers of this universe that bring people together! It insane...Time, Day, Coat, .....everything is connected by a formula that can only be created with the most exact and perfect ingredients. :)

Today Brian actually sent me an email thanking me for the poem and sharing links:

www.alpenglowexpeditions.com

www.himex.com

So I can fallow there expedition! What a wonderful opportunity created under fate and luck....Crazy world, I would have never believed I would be on a first name recognition with a Lhoste guide who is climbing in Nepal! ! !

WOW....did not see that coming

One For One Movement - A Pair Of New Shoes Is Given To A Child In Need With Every Pair Purchased - TOMS.com

One For One Movement - A Pair Of New Shoes Is Given To A Child In Need With Every Pair Purchased - TOMS. com

A beautiful movement has imerged! and I need a new pair of work shoes?....bying shoes for a wonderful cause?....I think yes!

thanks abby

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Motivation.to live, to learn, to understand, to do good in all that I do, and love others and my self unconditionally. Coiling and in coiling I find myself continually unbalance, with pre graduation jitters and spring time ringing in I just want to enjoy! kick back and enjoy....and motivation is lacking...But today I was visited by a powerful message, where I was reminded that my life is a gife, I have a purpose, and god IS a supernatural guide through the trails and obsticals we face everyday in life. Striking a chord I was spiritually shaken by a quote that will stick with me from this day. "I didn't put you through this, i got you through this."-GMan

Powerful strong and wise god will always be there for you, helping you through the bad and rejoicing in the great. Life is blessing. We all travel amiss an onion vessel of life to which we peal away the and center our core. Scratching the surface i was again reminded to try and take each and everyday fro what it is worth. A gift :)

living for the day

Life if given, taken away, and altered. Each day we are given the opportunity to cherish every moment and learn from those that we would rather forget. Take in each laugh, each bright face, each idea, and even burning pain and confusion.

In my life so far I have been marked with many obstacles where I am faced to "buck up" and seize my day for what it is worth, and to me "life"... is everything. breath, life, laughter, experience, love, compassion, understanding.

We are each given the opportunity to stretch, find , seek, and understand our purpose in this confusing world we live in. We urn for understanding for what is wrong and right and for why. questions that we are unable to fully comprehend and answers that can tare our hearts to pieces and leave our mind to throb.

Spring in Lander leaves my mind to wonder for sweet seersucker springtime and summer escapes. Although I am constantly reminded of what is to come and be anticipated with each and every passing day. Each second should be scene as an absolute blessing. breath. cherish rejoice in the splendor and gift of life. grow. adapt. except. exist. LIVE

A

Sunny Blue

Stupendous weekend!...and my high school skiing carrier has finally come to a close (surreal). With my weekend coming to a close I leave with I huge and open heart....like the grinch times ten! With love from coaches finest, and friends that I will hold on to forever this weekend ends like a sour patch kid," first there sweet, then there sour".

Along with ski season ending I am also torn between feelings of past and future as I anticipate what is soon to come in my life, the the opportunities to try new experiences and meet new people as I leave such strong bonds behind.

The past four years I have raced, laughed, and cried with some of the most beautiful and strongest people I have come to know. This weekend not only was I able to strengthen my friendships but also gave me the opportunity to see an old friend to whom I look up to and strive to be like.

Eating chipotle chocolates, skiing the race of my life and giving and receiving hugs of love and remorse I leave February feeling blessed, loved, and extremely lucky!

Confessions of a chocohalic, tempermental, procrastinator....

Depression....who dose it hurt....? Well in my case that would have to be the relationship between me and my refrigerator....ugh....(tummy moans in retreat)...From homework and battles with the mind of Dosoyevsky, to freak out blubbering meltdowns about College and my "destiny"...over the past few days I have found myself tip toeing to the "big white lug" who I have been unconsciously trying to be comforted by.....Mr. Food! A common choice by most, engulfing on a journey to consume everything insight desperately trying to fill a void of some sort, a hole, stress, a meaning....but really chocolate mouse pie and mocha starbucks ice-cream...is NOT the answer...abuse I say, abuse to my teeth, abuse to my body, and abuse to my self-esteem... not yet affected by the aftermath of my destruction I really do want to make a change. So here goes another pact..facebook is out of the mix and junk food to boot...I have signed myself up for an intervention! Ready to feed my self spiritually, emotionally and physically! A project of sorts for my own good, to help get back on a track to a centered and wholesome life...good bye procrastination, hello motivation. Resilient Red 85 on my fingers and toes for a confidence boost, I head to the brush me teeth and wash my face, for a bright new day ahead. Clean slate.

"You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.”-Gautama Siddharta