like sunflowers

Monday, March 18, 2013

“But like sunflowers we turn toward light. Light warms, and in most cases it draws us to itself. And in this light, we can see beyond shadow and illusion to something beyond our modest receptors, to what is way beyond us, and deep inside.”

      Anne Lamott, Help, Thanks, Wow: The Three Essential Prayers 













sometimes you need to play hookie on Wednesdays.
these people make me so happy.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

And then God created perfection
Meet March
it was quite the month.
(excuse the poor quality of a few photos..
 blowing up iphones photos is somewhat less than ideal).



















                                                                           









It rained droplets and sunshine
we jumped and we floated
laughed and smiled
the leprechauns came and the Irish were lucky
fiesta time and Dorito tacos
locks of love, hunger banquet, and invisible children
sushi time and chocolate waffles
brown hair and sun burnt skin
slip n' slides ... double or nothin'
late night SRD sessions
hot tubs and mopeds
disney resorts that are straight heaven sent
farmers markets and mango trees
big bird and the crew back together
and wayy to much ice cream and mochi
may the odds be ever in your favor.

xoxo,
neesh

Thursday, March 1, 2012

And Then God Created Perfection
February edition.









xoxo

inhale love exhale hate.

Thursday, February 9, 2012


when I was little I use to go to my grandmothers house alot.
she had a glass box and inside was a glass tree covered in butterflies..
that's not even the best part; it was fiberoptic.
yes... fiberoptic i tell you. (thanks for helping find the word tay)
and yes.. she still does have it.

The other day I was on a early morning drive to Honolulu
the sky was exactly the same as that glass display.

the clouds were fiberoptic..
every color I can imagine surrounded the clouds as the sun rose above the horizon.
the colors of the sky sparkled on the turquoise salt water.
i was pretty convinced the ocean was make out of sparkles because of the glistening waters. 

and for that moment I am pretty sure 
the whole world stopped around me.
stopped spinning, stopped moving, stopped anything in its path because it was exactly 
what the world needed.

exactly what I needed.
so thank you grandma Marlene.
thank you endless ocean of turquoise glitter
and thank you morning skies.. 
you healed me.

xoxo,
neesh