saturday snapshots.

 home: coffee & wsj

skyline club

monroe building

the library at 190 s lasalle

federal reserve of chicago

city hall

broadway in chicago's oriental theatre

poetry foundation

quote: ee cummings.

365:365

strange to reflect on some of the many the changes that have come since i started this project 365 days ago.  i met my guy, and built a relationship that has made it worth the effort that distance requires. i passed classes i am still not sure i understand, and i received a giant piece of paper that promises me - in latin - that i actually graduated law school. i moved back to california and began to make a home for myself in my little apartment. i studied more than i ever have in my life, and passed the california bar. i committed to giving up potato chips, soda and candy for lent, and in doing so found myself on a journey to a healthier me, complete with a newfound joy in walking, green smoothies, health-blogs that use words like paleo and grounding, an obsession with coconut oil, and an appreciation for a whole new world of foods.  i took an oath and became a licensed attorney. i have helped, a bit, with the process of moving different grandparents to new homes. i worked a fellowship, and got hired by real law firm, starting next week. i put myself out there to make new friends. i started using my sewing machine, and persevered even when my straight lines weren't exactly straight. i traveled, to seattle, chicago, new orleans. this life is a good one, friends.

365:332

sky view: portland, from departure bar at the nines

365:93

spent the weekend at the county courthouse for my trial advocacy class.

chain bridge.

bridges become frames for looking at the world around us.
{bruce jackson}

doors.

follow your bliss and the universe will open doors for you where there were only walls.

{joseph campbell}

bastion.

a mighty fortress is our god, a bulwark never failing...
{martin luther}

exposed.

you have to grow from the inside out. none can teach you, none can make you spiritual.  there is no other teacher but your own soul.
{swami vivekanada}

down.

there is no "slippery slope" toward loss of liberties, only a long staircase where each step downward must first be tolerated by the american people and their leaders.
{alan k. simpson}

flair.

oh, never mind the fashion. when one has a style of one's own, it is always twenty times better.
{margaret oliphant}

sit.

we are the music makers,
and we are the dreamer of dreams,
wandering by lone sea-breakers,
and sitting by desolate streams;
world-losers and world-forsakers,
on whom the pale moon gleams:
yet we are the movers and shakers
of the world forever, it seems.

{william edgar o'shaughnessy}