The Coin with Two Faces.

I stumbled upon this silly self portrait I took and found myself seriously deep in thought. I have definitely been aware of the duality of nature from a young age, birth and death, positive and negative, female and male, day and night, material and spiritual, yin and yang...our existence only can exist because of these very dualities and their balances. I have often felt my own internal duality struggling against each other. It's amazing how important two forces are, suspended in balance for what seems to me eternity. I find it endlessly amusing and enlightening to ponder the dualities of this world, this life, this existence. I deeply encourage it. 

Balance those scales.

Life. according to Phreud.

Some snippets from my iPhone, who I have named Phreud, btw. Last time I posted iPhone photos I realized how much time in doors at home I was spending. So I am happy to say that I have really been getting out a lot more...

 

Maps of Paris and London. Watching Caught a Ghost play from the rafters.

Lounging in Carlsbad. Projecting It's Always Sunny on the wall in our hotel room.

 Jack & TT.

 A hot bath. Room service. 

Keys to our flat in Paris <3.

 Jack in some mystical purple sunlight.

Moon rise. Downtown looking magical.

 Disney Concert hall. Beers @Wurstküche.

Nails by Kleur.

 Daniel and I on an afternoon hike.

 Stealing kisses.

 Apples to Apples with friends. Sanbitter, so delicious.

Meatball sub from Deluca's, best sandwich EVER! I am obsessed.

Sea of Shoes, reorganizing my closet.

Rainy day.

Stone Table. 

Waterlilies.

Daniel in the garden, deep in thought.

Me doing yoga in the grass.

 The Magician at the Stone Table.

 Transcendental meditation. Notes from an old moleskine.

My first pie from scratch, Strawberry Rhubarb.

 TT asleep on flowers.

 East LA. Fluffy white clouds.

J'habite en un mondial plein folie.

<3, R

Water for the Seed.

A couple weekends ago Daniel and I went down to Carlsbad. While Daniel did have some work to do, we did manage to spend time lounging in the spa and reading books in the hammock. It was definitely some rest and relaxation that I needed.  I had a friend's funeral, a killer three day long migraine and I am planning like crazy for London and Paris-I leave in sixteen days. It's been a strange last month or so of extreme feelings. It's weird to be filled with loss and grief and the excitement of my first trip to Paris. I haven't been able to bring myself to blog. It's been a lot of comprehension and digestion of my feelings, a lot of stuff going in and not really coming out just yet. I am just starting to get back to my emotional equilibrium. Soon there will be an out pour of expression.  

"Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains." -Kahlil Gibran