Sunday, March 21, 2010

On the road again...

Watching an old videotape of my dad performing in a barbershop quartet with the Moorpark Melodrama (back in the days when I was rocked in a swinging chair backstage). Having witty and girly dressing room conversations. Singing Gilbert and Sullivan. My family. Friends. I feel like I´ve finally settled in back home, back in this community.

And...just as I´m settling in, I´m taking off again! Transitioning from one community to another. It´s amazing how it just gets harder every time. But communities aren´t stable. They´re changing all the time, some dying, some just being born, some surviving.

The beginnings of spring. A new season. Trees waving in the wind.

A restless farewell.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

New beginnings, or, the objectives of this writing.

I have been meaning to start a new blog for a long time...now that I have relatively re-established myself back in the United States, the timing finally feels right. So, here goes...!



I am currently embarking on some new adventures:

-Living and re-connecting with my family

-Encountering and re-encountering friends

-Dis-covering community here at the northern end of L.A. county (a.k.a. the suburbs)

-Identifying (with) plants and animals

-Working at a camp in Lake Arrowhead (www.flroutdoorscience.com) and at a farm in Willits, CA (www.emandal.com)

-Teaching and learning about environmental education



This is probably what most of this blog will be about, with some random lukewarm philosophical musings thrown in every once in a while to spice things up. And some pictures too.

There are a lot of experiences that have gone unexpressed regarding my final months in El Salvador this past year; I was going through a lot of transformation that I didn't necessarily want to share with everyone on the internet in my previous blog (sorry, stalkers!). I may try to delve into some of that morass whilst writing in this little box...we shall see. For now, I have created two online albums that you can view with pictures from the past two years: porque las fotos expresan más que palabras.


As my dad says, "And awaaaaaaaaaaaay we go!" (insert music here.)