Imagine if we spent the time understanding everyone around us and why they act and react the way they do? Time consuming- right? Utopia always is. I am reading a fantastic book which basically points the finger at everything I've learned incorrectly in my cozy middle-class white upbringing. I thought it would be harder to watch the walls fall down ( Read more... )

What are these desperate moments that happen before a great life change ( Read more... )

I have a vision of words as water, filling up a room like an aquarium. I swim through them, I feel them around me and in me and they carry me. I don't read the words- I touch them with my arms and legs, my fingertips, my lips. They seep into my skin, but I don't open my eyes. I want to drink them in, but I don't open my mouth for fear of choking on ( Read more... )

Well, after 22 somewhat hours of air time, I'm back in sweet sweet Lawrence where I have no car and no cell phone and I feel like a fly trapped under a glass. Happy Memorial Day to me. I'm sure I'll feel more rational once I get a full night's sleep. I won't go into detail because I feel bad about how little excitement there is here, but it has ( Read more... )

"Inherit the Wind" has this amazing quote, "All motion is relative. Perhaps it was you who moved away- by standing still." I have found that life is a narrative. We live in chapters. We flourish in one, strive to flourish, in another, quietly accept defeat. My New Zealand Chapter is coming to an end and I'm not sure what to make of it. It ( Read more... )

When I was traveling from Wellington to Christchurch to head to Queenstown, I was reading "The Memory-Keeper's Daughter." It was decent. Interesting concept for a story. Unfortunately I had just read an article about coincidences in movies and how gullible audiences are while watching them. The whole book looked like a big coincidence to me. ( Read more... )

I just got word from my mom that I got into Emerson for Theatre Education!! Teaching world watch out!! :D

I work at 5:15am which means I need to leave my flat, looking respectable, at 5am. I get ready in the dark or in the bathroom. Sometimes I stumble over a pair of ill-placed shoes or I bump into the bedpost on my journey to kiss a half-asleep Peter goodbye. I embark into the chill air of fast-approaching Wellington Autumn in darkness lit by the ( Read more... )

For the past few months, I lived in a little suburb of Wellington called Karori. Karori is where the well-off families of Wellington settle down and mountain bike on the weekends. It's right near a park and a bike trail. It also happens to be a valley on a hill... if you can imagine something like that. While our views were of the distant hill ( Read more... )

As you, my dear readers, probably know, I am just terrible with segues. It follows then that I would be equally as terrible with life transitions. Since I am faced with many at the moment, I find myself out of breath. I suppose I am also delighted, but I feel ripped apart and left to the wind ( Read more... )