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if you would have a super power, what would it be?

To transform those moments with loved ones, where when the gap feels too wide between you, you can actually close it. 

What would yours be?

Couldn't help adding this Illustration! :-)))))

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What is your perfect idea of sanctuary? Is it real or imaginary?

My current sanctuary is this tiny apartment I call home right now. It's so small, but flooded with light and a little sense of whimsy and the greatest neighbor ever. And even now in the middle of New York City I can hear birds chirp just  outside my porch. Next to that, I would pick my friend Buckley's yurt in Wyoming -- staring up at the Grand, making hot chocolate or something. Top pics. As for in my mind's eye,  my other sanctuary is this large canyon in the Wind River mountains where in addition to the large formation of granite near  and big sky near Raid Peak, there is also this perfect creek where you can soak your feet -- hot and tired from walking all day. This tiny creek running through this explosive, expansive canyon. Perfectly quiet. Perfectly perfect.  

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I might be one of those rare people who actually loves airports.

I might be one of those rare people who actually loves airports. As in loves. There's something about being among my fellow travelers and enjoying what crazy neurotic traveling get-up they might have planned -- the buckwheat hulled neck pillow, the cheesy spy novel tumbling out of their bag, the over-priced eyemask, not to mention the opportunity to guess their destination. i also just enjoy the flying itself, getting put next to some unexpected person. As I believe we are all just one conversation away at any moment from meeting the most incredible person with their own unique set of stories. And flying has that strange luxury that you can ask wildly inappropriate and personal questions as there's this understanding that you are likely to never see that person again. So seat-mates can be particularly candid, particularly raw, particularly unedited. 

And then you have the added bonus of arriving at that new destination. My favorite is places are those I've never been, and I have a bias toward less developed wilder country. Perhaps because it matches my sense of my own interior, the unkempt nature that lives inside my own head. And that new destination might be a reflection externally of what I feel inside myself, making me feel in the words of david shields (taken from someone else I think) "a little less freakish, a little less lonely..." something like that.  

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There's something about being among my fellow travelers and enjoying what crazy neurotic traveling get-up they might have planned

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If they would make a movie about your life, what do you think they would call it and who would play you?

Oh, geez. I'd rather know, what would they call the movie of YOUR life, and who would PLAY you? My movie would have to be someone where the actor felt like what I've read when someone described  d.h. lawrence. i think (was it d.h. lawrence, mr. shields?) where it felt like the actor was without skin, just a walking jumble of exposed raw nerve endings. That's how it often feels inside me a fair amount of the time. I don't know what they'd call it. I hope something sort of funny in a sexy sort of painfully embarrassing way....

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Safety tip: Don't drink too much and learn how to cook!

Safety tip for those of you new to cooking like me! Don't opt to sharpen knives and have gin & tonic!



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What has been an unforgettable moment you experienced with a perfect stranger?

Yesterday this question came up with a couple of wonderful people on facebook and wanted to share this with the rest of you! If you would like to respond or share a personal experience with us, please do so!  

Oh god. Probably when I was an acupuncture student. I would go to airports to practice taking people's pulses (before security was so restricted) because in acupuncture school you have to take 1000s of pulses (in Chinese Medicine there are 12 pulses on the wrist you measure. It is very complex.  And airports are perfect as people are trapped and bored with nothing to do but sit and be still...) And so I was practicing, explaining what I was doing at like a  Delta gate or something. And I took this woman's pulse, she was likely in her 50's, conservative, impeccably groomed, and had the kindest eyes. She sat next to her husband. And i felt her pulses. And she had this very rare-feeling pulse picture which is an indication that they have a life threatening condition. It's the worst pulse diagnosis you can get. But because I wasn't licensed yet, of course said nothing about that, and also, i'm not one to speak out of turn. And so I felt her pulses and looked at her with what I imagined to be a face of worry, and I asked, "Are you ok? Are you feeling alright?" 

And she looked at her husband as though graciously and silently asking if it would be alright to speak personally with me without upsetting him. And then he nodded his consent of sorts. And then she looked back over at me and said, "I'm going through my second round of chemotherapy for breast cancer..." And she said it in this tired way, like maybe she had given up hope. Or like she suspected what was to come... 

And we had this moment where we looked at each other, like we were both sitting in the knowledge, yes of the impermanence of life, but also in this moment of her particular  mortality. And we just kept looking at one another. And I squeezed her hand, hoping I was sending out a lot of feeling --something, anything good. As being just a student, practicing in the airport, i knew there was nothing more there I could do. But I felt honored and also self-conscious at having in one single  moment received this incredibly personal piece of information that her pulses told me -- only to be confirmed with her words and her face.  I often think of her when I'm in airports now, wondering if she is still with us. 

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