It’s been a long time since posting here. It’s been a very different sort of year, this 2020. And I find myself pondering my word for the year, wander. What a word. To wander: (verb) to walk or move in a leisurely, casual, or aimless way, to move around. Wander: (noun) an act or instance…
Category: Soul Strolling
Behold the Breakfast Buffet
This poem found its way into my journal this morning while spending time in Bangalore, India. The photos are from the past week spent soulstrolling via walking and rickshaw movement – not specifically from the hotel buffet. Bangalore is a large city full of contrast: from street noise to quiet, wealth to poverty, ancient green…
if one can imagine such things
Welcome. Once upon a time, a butterfly settled on my lips and a golden beetle perched on my nose. if one can imagine such things. My poetry chapbook is live!!! if one can imagine such things My creative process flows from practicing the art of SoulStrolling® – mindfulness in motion. At home and abroad I…
For the love of lotus, Inle Lake, Myanmar
I recently returned from Inle Lake, Myanmar, where my husband and I stayed at Myanmar Treasure Resort. Rooms at the resort sit on stilts above the lake, lotus flowers abound, daily opening and closing, following the movement of the sun. When we first crossed the walkway from the lake shore to the resort, I thought…
Shwedagon Paya – Yangon, Myanmar, March 2019
Today I visited Shwedagon Paya, one of Buddhism’s most sacred sites. “Legend has it that there’s been a stupa on Singuttara Hill for 2600 years…” Lonely Planet, Myanmar (Burma). Part of my morning ritual (at home and abroad) is pulling two cards from Kayce S. Hughlett soulstrolling inspiration deck – adding focus to my day. Prior…
Fifteen minutes, crossing the threshold – Bangalore, India, March 2019
“A SoulStroller enters each day with curiosity and openness, willing to let the world fall in.” Kayce S. Hughlett, SoulStroller: experiencing the weight, wings and whispers of the world. Exiting the doors of the WelcomHotel, Bengalaru, this morning, I took note of what I heard, saw and smelled within fifteen minutes of walking outside: a…
A practical post: coffee and food in the 19th and 10th, Paris, February 2019
One of my personality traits is a strong sense of ‘the practical’ 🙂 Some would say-necessity. This post is for my fellow ‘practical’ friends who enjoy coffee and food while soulstrolling Paris. Salut et bon appétit! Coffee in the 19th Having resided in Seattle for the past 22 years, I’m a fond lover of coffee. Cafe…
Curiosity and Wonder – Belleville, Paris, February, 2019
“Boulangerie, fromagerie, poissoneries, laverie” yet another sing song melody in my head as I soulstroll the streets of Belleville, Paris, 19th arr. Practicing the days intention: “step forward with both feet planted in …curiosity and wonder.” Danielle Doby, I am her tribe. Architecture and street art. Mural on the side of a building with a…
February Paris Sunshine, 2019
Sunlight particles reflect off the cream building, changing its hue to light pink. Blue skies, classic La Tour Eiffel, shared humanity embracing sunshine warmth on the banks of the Seine. Grateful for rare warm, sunlight February days in Paris. C’est le mieux. Note to self: Embrace beauty. Have a sense of humor. Live in the…
Gruissan, Béziers, Wine Tasting – October, 2018
Sunshine, blue skies, warm breeze, sailboats in the harbor, fish nets catching eels, palm trees and a motorcycle that sucks up dog poop (really!) That was a first. Welcome to Gruissan. First stop after parking was a visit to the cooperative La Cave de Gruissan. Shelves with products from the area: mustard, olive oil, tapenades,…
Narbonne, Carcassone, Cassoulet, and Vineyards: France – October, 2018
“Let’s stroll by the seaside, take a walk by the seaside, soak up sun by the seaside, sip espresso by the seaside.” This has a delightful melody in my head; which, unfortunately, dear reader, you are unable to hear. Invitation: next time you stroll by the seaside, see which version you create 🙂 Dimanche, Sunday,…
Occitanie, South West France, October, 2018
“may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.” E.E. Cummings I awoke to the sound of chattering birds, roosters greeting the morning, and a gentle breeze blowing the curtains. Hotel Riberach in Bélesta was ‘home’ for 3 nights. The hotel, restaurant and cave (winery) have a snail as their…
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