Month: July 2015

  • You can make a home wherever you go.

    Isn’t it funny how people can get hung up on logistics and details? You want a certain thing but it has to be a certain way or you won’t be happy. Everything must be prepackaged just the way you like it or it isn’t for you. Is that right? Does that even make sense? I…

  • I’m just a dreamer

    Just this morning I had the most vivid dream I’ve had in a while. I’ll tell you about one that I always have and then I’ll tell you this mornings because that is more detailed. Here is my recurring saga- All of a sudden I’m running. I don’t know where I’m running to but I…

  • Of Flattery

    I’m just thinking about how that makes me feel. Being imitated. I used to get so annoyed with it. I don’t find it to be the highest form of flattery. Well at least I didn’t until I really started exploring the creative arts. I remember when I was growing up someone would come to school…

  • She doesn’t mind.

    There once was a time where every single song reminded me of that time. Of that place. When I left Dublin the first time I was heartbroken. I had never had an experience like that in my life before. I had fallen so deeply in love with the place (and a particular person) without even…

  • L is for Learning.

    L is for life. L is for learning. So therefore… Life is for learning right? I think so. I am sitting here thinking about the practice that I am going to be doing in the next few minutes for a showcase this Saturday as a part of the Riverdance Summer School. It just has me thinking (apart…

  • I miss this…

    Well here I am again! I love writing but I still feel like I haven’t figured this out. Blogging turns me off every once in a while, every time I’m too afraid of what I have to say. But since I’ve gotten home, and particularly since this trip, I have been becoming.         …