Of Nothing In Particular

These last several weeks have been nothing sort of extraordinary.  I came, went, saw, laughed, learned, explored, discovered, shared, pushed, coped and conquered.

I’m very fortunate to work with an amazing as well as eclectic group of individuals.  They have exposed me to some very different things and ways of thinking.  In addition to just being great people, when I am around them, I always feel like I belong.  On an everyday basis I can feel misunderstood but when I’m around the people I work with, I feel right at home.  It never matters that I’m a thirty-one year old “Barista” that still has no idea what she wants to do with her life, because they are all right there with me; they get it.

Back in September, one of my friends who I work with put on his first official dance recital since being in NY. He’s a great guy with so much talent.

I finally gave EHarmony a try and even went on a date.  It was nice.  I had fun.  Dating had started to resemble a foreign language so it was nice to get back out there.  As to whether or not it will happen again any time soon… who knows.  Life is full of surprises.

Last month I had the wonderful opportunity to travel upstate with my good friend Caitlin for her annual “Family Fall Weekend”.  Every year she gathers friends and family to spend a weekend in Accord, NY in her warm and welcoming childhood home.  It was a weekend that I will not soon forget surrounded by amazing souls that truly made my heart happy.

I first saw Fiona Apple perform live back in 2006.  I’ve always had such a love for her music, voice and mostly her lyrics.  So when a chance came to she her again this year, I was ecstatic.  Words cannot describe how raw, real, emotional and inspirational the show was.  All I can say is that it was extremely touching and I enjoyed every moment.  Once in a lifetime experience to see her in New York City.

Probably the most priceless moment I’ve had lately is when my sister and my Mother came to visit me at the same time.  We had a week full of adventures and it was especially important to me that I had the chance to introduce my Mom to the wonderful ins and outs of my favourite city and also for her to understand what my life is like out here.  When Tiffany and I first moved away back in 2010 she said she never had any desire to visit NY.  I am so thankful she changed her mind.  The time we spent together was so important to me.  I love my Mom so much and miss her everyday.  Equally rad was to be able to see Tiffany again.  It’s hard to be so far away from her all the time.  She’s my rock and always has been.

Storm Sandy was the most intense natural disaster that I have ever experienced first hand.  Living through a real life tragedy really taught me a lot about human kind and especially the power of people when they join together to push through tough times.  The city is still struggling and will be for quite some time but it is wonderful to see how many organizations are committed to helping those in need.  I’m proud to be a New Yorker every day.  There is so much strength here.

Barely a week after Sandy and we got hit with our first snow storm of the season.  What a crazy surprise.  I have this love for snow that just wont quit.  Sure it’s cold, but so beautiful and mysterious.

I was lucky enough to visit the famous “Carnegie Hall” to see the New York Pops Symphony with my friend Sloan who had a press pass.  It was a religious experience that stimulated all the senses and put me in the perfect mood.  The night I shared with Sloan immediately following was just as fun.  I am so fortunate to have such fabulous friends here.

Between all these happenings it’s been my goal to continually gather up all that this city has to offer.  The holidays are just around the corner and this is my favorite time of year to walk the streets of New York.  It feels powerfully magical even on the days when you are aren’t quite feeling it.

Here’s to all the other firsts in my near future.  I plan on seeing and doing it all.

Advertisements

Seasons Come and Seasons Go, People Change and People Grow

20121021-234654.jpg

I’ve found that since I’ve moved to the east coast and actually began to experience the change of seasons that this time of year is my absolute favorite. Fall fills my heart with such joy and it seems I also walk around in a dreamy state more than usual. It’s just so damn beautiful around here. The colors are mesmerizing. Silly as it may sound, I find myself drifting around aimlessly, falling in love, all over again, with this glorious city and everything surrounding me. It matters not if I am sitting in the park in the middle of the day watching leaves fall or strolling along the Hudson River and night just engulfing my lungs with the Autumn air; the city seems more stunning, life feels more breath-taking and I appear more elegant.

What fascinates me is that all this beauty is rooted from the death in nature. Trees dying, life fading and the sun moving further and further away. Soon the days will become shorter and cold will set in. But even then, when winter takes over, I will embrace it and how it makes me feel.

So many things have died inside of me lately. So many endings. You would expect sadness to set it but it hasn’t; it just won’t. I’m like a forest full of trees, stuck between two seasons. My leaves are changing, parts of me are completely exposed for all to see but I’m overwhelmingly vivid. I am beautiful. Perhaps my glory is coming to an end for now. Maybe I’ll become completely covered in snow, silent and still for a while. But when I re-emerge I will be taller and stronger than ever.

Seasons are always changing, we are always just a few months away from a new beginning. And I am always an inspiration away from the next phase of myself. Ever-changing and always evolving.