Author Archives: Camille

We took a trip back to SX’s hometown… and it was more than wonderful. Family, beautiful land and lots of relaxation, playing and music- what more can you ask for? pictures, you say? knock yourself out: PIX!

Lately I’ve been wanting to write songs.. and sing them. Feelings of inadequacy try to keep me from this task as I have never in my life written a song… but stepping aside and trusting I flow.  and I want … Continue reading →

I sit within myself as I can do nothing else and watch others provide beautiful examples of what it means to live full, truthful, adventurously  and most of all courageously.  Most would say I provide the same insight… but if … Continue reading →

The brief tour of camaraderie, community and magic still lingers around me while I am firmly distant and calculating.  I am purposeful in my appreciation of freedom and yet excited to be bound to school, to my dream.  What was … Continue reading →

Connections flourish when the mind’s pupil stands alert.  They flow like a constellation and you, swinging like a monkey from one shiny coincidence to the next.  Trust comes after the first few and the fear diminishes as the bounty grows.  … Continue reading →

The dog days of self torture and pity are not long gone but fewer and farther between like the coming summer weather.  The rain comes around a little less while the sun peaks out occasionally to warm the heart.  As … Continue reading →

I was painfully shy when I was younger, quiet with huge eyes.  I took the world in but didn’t speak about it.  As the years progressed my shyness faded into the background and words came easier however I still kept … Continue reading →

I found this furry little seed a long time ago.  It almost seems like another life now.  The seed was brown, egg shaped with many hairs cupping its shell.  I don’t know this species but it looks cute to me … Continue reading →

Cold, wet and rainy with violent winds circling around the buildings, I hear the storm. The darkness stifles. I imagine the stars beyond the clouds and ask for messages, for guidance. Then I turn in and snuggle up to the … Continue reading →

Before there was isolation.  Before feeling alone.  There was a unified force which is ever present but cannot sometimes be felt because being in form separates.  This unity has been described by many to consist of pure love. Being in … Continue reading →