I’m lying in bed listening to one of the wonderful sleep mixes Dan has put together for us. The view is crystal clear after last night’s storm blew away most of the remaining leaves. Marley is snoring between us and the fluffy comforter feels wonderful on this chilly night in Birmingham. Along with listening to … More On Medicinal Escapes: Part I
Typically, when we are at the beach it is a huge time of creative bursts for me. I get up before dawn and listen to the waves crashing and write poetry and blog posts, feeling overwhelmingly inspired, feeling the undeniable drive to write and share my thoughts. I had hoped this trip to the Emerald … More Shifting Sands
To the sea I go with my worries in tow and my chest all tied in a knot. Into the sea I go where the waves crash low and the salt air is healing and hot. Slowly my chest decompresses letting go of my stresses and the future’s not as scary as I thought. To … More To the Sea
We came home from the last dinner out of our visit to Seacrest Beach to find storms heading our way over the ocean, storms that would roar through the night with the majestic fury of lightning streaking the sky and hugely booming thunder. We both got up in the wee hours of the morning to … More Storms and Crossing the Divide on the Emerald Coast
As I walked the pristine walkway lined by manicured lawns in the early morning light with the sound of waves crashing in the distance, I couldn’t help but become a little homesick for my Southside ‘hood that I walk each day. As crazy as it sounds, I missed the cracked sidewalks and colorful characters, the … More Escape to the Emerald Coast: Reassurance and Rejuvenation
We head home this morning….I woke up at 2am, my mind flooded with the long list of responsibilities awaiting me back in Birmingham. That- along with the sunburn that snuck up on me yesterday- making me toss and turn. I did my best to focus on the sound of the waves crashing onto the … More Altered States
Dan and I made the escape to Seacrest Beach yesterday after a relentless summer of work responsibilities and not just a little sress, especially for Dan. It wasn’t the best time to get away with a busy semester in progress and a recital tour in two weeks, but it was the only time. I … More Emerald Coast…Rescued by a Dragonfly
The View from Here 