Got a little laugh seeing myself write this quick shopping list

I switched to a colour film simulation (I think these were shot with Fuji’s Astia) to try and capture the warmth of the unique light coming through this morning’s haze.

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“Skateboard, skateboard… jump!”

Noah repeated this hundreds of times tonight, shuffling sideways through the house and hopping on and off the little couch in his bedroom.

He also had a blast jumping off the couch with these balloons, which provided me with a great subject for some B&W snaps.

Luca elated, pleased with himself, walking quick laps of the kitchen island.

Brother Matthew shared a bit from his recent trip to Basel, Switzerland. He called it “Utopia” and mentioned people commuting by floating down the Rhine with their belongings in dry bags. He’s keen to go back with his wife and kids, and I know Sandie has had Switzerland on her mind for a while now…

Spent a lot of time on YouTube and in ChatGPT today researching cameras. Came to the conclusion I don’t need a new camera, for now, and instead can explore creative experiments with the one camera I have and love (my 10-year-old Fuji X100T). Going to shoot more in black and white in the coming days.

Noah’s new face paint arrived today and he was elated. He ran back and forth between the living room and the mirror in the hallway to check himself out after each section of his body was painted.

Luca is walking around the house a whole lot more. It’s adorable and hilarious to watch him waddle out of one room and wander down through the hall all by himself as he explores the house from this new altitude.

He also dunked on the mini hoop for the first time today! 🏀

Noah running off into a field full of fluffy dandelions. A peaceful sight moments before he began yelling and kicking them 😅

Slow Infinities

Driving home from daycare, I glance in the rearview mirror Luca’s face adorned with admiration His head turned sideways toward Noah I turn around to watch Noah for a moment Eyes closed, grinning in self-amusement His head swaying softly, back and forth Sketching slow infinities in the air

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My writing practice might be more about noticing than it is about trying to make anything in particular happen. That frame of mind overcomes the paralyzing need to analyze why I’m writing, or what I want to get out of it.

Ross Gay’s notion of “tending to what one loves” comes to mind.

Love after Love

By Derek Walcott (My father sent this to me recently) The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

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Beautiful walk and playtime with Luca

I'm done wasting time on the internet.

A commitment is made to enhance creativity and connection by prioritizing writing and self-expression while reducing social media usage.

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Go To The Limits Of Your Longing

Written by Rainer Maria Rilke Translated by Joanna Macy God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You, sent out beyond your recall, go to the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like a flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.

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Contemplative Question

“Deep down, is there something you want even more than happiness?" This question surfaced during a coaching conversation today, while I was helping a client explore his beliefs about the nature and source of happiness. At one point, I had an insight: the belief that “happiness comes from within” can be just as limiting as the belief that it’s found outside ourselves. The pithy (and painfully impractical) teaching “Happiness is uncaused” came to mind.

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How Self-Aware People Road Rage

How Self-Aware People Road Rage

Just stretch and move your body slowly, and breathe for a few minutes while you listen to this. How much space can you leave for yourself?