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“I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.” – Jack Kerouac

[Photos: Something like paradise, Tulum, Mexico//Grace Farson]

The weekend





|Three beaches | Fab homemade food | Loud midnight rain and a run | Playing in the ocean//pretending we were from the sea | Avoiding work for a day | Jordan ran long and far | Ate at a dining hall in Wilmington | Podcast-narrated driving |

That was this weekend, but now it’s back to another school week. I’m confident it should be a good one for the most part too. Today’s day involved some hot yoga, hw, time in the grass and in the sun, roller blades, class, photos, giving haircuts, making butter chicken, a walk, and even some sacred time at a garden.

[Photos: Emerald Isle beach with Jord + the trusty, though sandy, AE-1//Grace Farson]

I’ve been thinking. . .

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what my life would look like if I gave everything away, practiced true non-attachment, and started over. . .

What if I lived a beautiful, simple life without clutter? Just how little can I survive on?


After reading Pilgrim at Tinker Creek and a bit of Thich Nhat Han’s writings this week, I’m ready to make some real changes . . . I don’t really know that it will look like just yet, but I’m excited to try and live life a little simpler//a little less chaotic, but still full, meaningful, and busy.

In a sense, I like the word busy. I like life when it’s busy. Busy shouldn’t be a complaint, but rather a privilege.

Approaching life with mindfulness. That’s the goal. . .

Break is still treating me well. I’m more than happy these days. . .


This video has rocked my world//invaded my dreams//inspired me beyond words:

+ I like their life and think their blog is pure magic.

[Photo//Video: Sunset on Gili Trawangan Island, Indonesia//Grace Farson + The Goodwin Project//Avocados and Coconuts]







More from a blue weekend in Wilmington.

Break is full. It is a pleasant place to be at, but I thought wrongly when I assumed I’d have all the time in the world to take care of business back in Chapel Hill//Carrboro. Eleven hour work days and oddly spaced breaks = life right now.

That said, it feels good to not worry about essays, projects, performances. . . yes, even for just a week.

I’m happy I stayed. I stayed and felt no real need to leave. I guess I’m changing. . .

“Consciousness itself does not hinder living in the present. In fact,it is only to a heightened awareness that the great door to the present opens up at all. Even a certain amount of interior verbalization is helpful to enforce the memory of whatever it is that is taking place. . . ” – Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

[Photos: Wilmington, NC. March 2013//Grace Farson]

to the beach we go. . .

tt, juju, & i are off to the beach for the weekend.

the seven hour ride will be filled with mini sewing projects, photo editing and lots of reading {and a good book on tape}. i’ve got lots of new things to share, but it will have to wait until next time!

here’s to the last happy days of summer before the real madness begins all over again:

+ a new song to love

+ a new blog to love

+ a new quote to love:

“it’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.”

– paul coelho

{photo: a beach somewhere in new zealand}