First page of the halloween costume archive.

here.

Posted by jessica on Oct 31, 2010 with 9 Comments
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
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“Honor the choices that led you here, to practice with me today…”

That’s something that Darby and I heard our yoga teacher tell us. And since then we’ve been quoting that quite regularly to each other.

And on a night like this, one of October’s last few dances before she sits it out for another eleven months, I feel reverent. The evening was full of precious parts of life. I braided my oldest niece’s hair for her Halloween costume. Then I went to my friends’ beautiful home and spent time with them. We laughed and talked and described to each other the way we currently see the world, respectively, the best we know how.

It’s enough to fill a heart for a good long time.

And then I drove home, and there he was. A dear friend that only comes to see me in the winter. I’ve been waiting for him since September, not sure of the exact time he’d appear, but sure that he would. That’s part of what makes him so special: he keeps coming back.

I stood under him for a while. I welcomed him back, making sure he knew I was so very glad to see him. And as I thought about Orion and the night and how full my heart is, I remembered that quote and felt every last part of me, right down to my pinky fingers, agree.

And under a wide, star-bright sky, I honored the choices I made that led me to here.

sometimes I run out of things to say

Posted by jessica on Oct 26, 2009 with No Comments
in Thoughts and Feelings, video
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I am pretty sure that a guitar is maybe my best purchase I have ever made. This includes the recent maternity unitard that actually isn’t a maternity unitard that I acquired from Lululemon. And this also includes the shirt I just bought at a thrift store that was so perfect for my Halloween costume that I decided to overlook the fact that it is a maternity XL, pretty much the largest women’s shirt I could find, and will simply jerry-rig it to make it work, Tim Gun style.

But the shoes to go with it.
They might not be able to be made to work, sorry to say.
They are a little too tight in the toes and I am just past the point in my career of being a woman where I want to sacrifice foot comfort for vanity. Even costume vanity.
Good thing they were $3.99.
But back to the guitar.
Bear in mind that I am not a guitarist. Not really. I am a pianist who bought a guitar seven or so weeks ago so I could write in my room.
Or in a stairwell.
But I wouldn’t mind being a guitarist at some point. It’s a beautiful instrument with all those hard curves and the strings and the sound of them sliding between chord changes.
Anyway, this is a song I recently wrote…I don’t have a title yet, and it’s probably still a work in progress, but here you go anyway. Oh, and (spoiler alert!) I especially like the part at the end when the security guard walks through…