First page of the mountain archive.

midnight.

Posted by jessica on Nov 10, 2011 with 6 Comments
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We started at midnight.

Because of the full moon, the night was lit up like Times Square; it was so bright that we could see our shadows hiking right along with us up the mountain. The ocean was in front of us like a dark expanse of forever; from here, the Santa Monica Pier and its Ferris Wheel looked like nothing more than gerbil toys.

It was glorious, this hike.

And run.

I am not a runner, and yet I did so tonight.

We went five and a half miles.

I don’t hike or run five and a half miles, and yet I did so tonight.

And Jase was right when he told me that I wouldn’t need a sweatshirt.

And I was so wrong when I decided to wear two shirts, a fleece, a knit hat, and leg warmers. Oh gosh, I was so incredibly hot. And there are only so many things one can tie around their waist, is the thing.

And we talked the whole way. About life in general, though it broke down into the specifics of  people. And dreams. Blogs. How hope is a two-edged sword (but life would look very bleak without hope, is what we decided).  Whether or not snakes are sleeping or hunting at night (this makes a very big difference for two people who are currently out and about on a mountain at night). Men. And the stars.

My legs are tired.

I don’t usually run, see.

But I’m glad I did tonight.

And, man, the view from that mountain is the kind of thing that stays with you and makes you afraid to blink, for fear that you might miss some of the beauty that a lot of people just call earth.

life in california.

Posted by jessica on Nov 9, 2011 with 8 Comments
in Loved Ones, there are pictures here, Thoughts and Feelings
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Waking up at 8 am, thinking it’s 11am.
That’s a really nice thing about being out here.
Also, getting to spend time with special people.

Yeah.
That’s another nice thing.
And sleeping right next to this girl at night.

And being thoroughly trounced by her in Just Dance.
Apparently, a dance degree is about as helpful as a degree in Microbiology when it comes to playing that game.

And then there’s the Pacific Ocean.

It’s really something glorious, isn’t it?
Here, we step outside and see it.
It’s the kind of thing that makes one feel small.
Small and significant all at once.
It looks different at night, by the way.
It’s alive like that; changes with the time of day, the seasons.
It looked beautiful tonight, too, on our (what felt like a midnight hike, but it was much earlier than that, actually) walk up the mountain.
Oh, life.
It’s feeling kind right about now.

While writing on a plane.

Posted by jessica on Nov 8, 2011 with 4 Comments
in Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
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Today, I have ridden on a subway, a bus, a car, and now a plane. I woke up early, glued on some false eyelashes, and sang some songs for people sitting behind a table who do not know, nor care to know my middle name. Which is fine. There’s a big difference between the people [...]

june third.

Posted by jessica on Jun 4, 2011 with 15 Comments
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My parents and I explored the town of Harper’s Ferry today. Whenever I am sad, their solution is to take me to something Civil War-related. This works out just fine for me. Especially since Harper’s Ferry is an idyllic little spot, nestled in a mountain right where the Shenandoah and Potomac rivers meet. But at [...]

thanksgiving day.

Posted by jessica on Nov 25, 2010 with 22 Comments
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There was food on the table. Lots and lots of food. Two kinds of french fries, even: regular and sweet potato. My mom had let me cut my own, before they went into the fryer, because I like them extra skinny. We were eating and talking and started to share what we were thankful for, [...]

fierce and legit.

Posted by jessica on Nov 14, 2010 with 6 Comments
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Today I put my hair in a bun. A BUN. This has not happened for a long time. And whenever it does, I always say to myself that it will never happen again. And then it does. And the vicious cycle continues. But as cycles go, the hair-in-a-bun-then-never-in-a-bun-again-then-SURPRISE!-it’s-in-a-bun-cycle is not so bad. But I had [...]

pics and text and a song, oh my.

Posted by jessica on Oct 1, 2010 with 14 Comments
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This is just right down the street from me. I know, it’s brilliant. There really aren’t words. And today, I decided to walk to my yoga class. It was just down the mountain a little ways. Plus, I didn’t have a car, which really made my decision an easy one. And it was a nice [...]

the perfect kind of day.

Posted by jessica on Jun 13, 2010 with 12 Comments
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I was running by myself this morning. You know, in the mountains. And I passed that sign again–the one about the mountain lions that hunt in the area. Okay, so it didn’t say hunt, but that was the point. And then I read that you shouldn’t hike alone and I thought, Ohhhhh shoot. Cause I [...]

hey, hey we’re the monkeys!

Posted by jessica on Sep 1, 2009 with No Comments
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The magic of today is hard to even express, really. But I am going to try, and luckily I have some pictures to aid in the process. When you hear Monkey Mountain, you have a pretty good idea of what to expect. Namely, a mountain on which there are many many monkeys. But actually going [...]