Update | I Have Seen. I Have Done. I Have Thought

Dear fellow Babblers,

To be back in the blogosphere. This is almost too much. I have forgotten how to come back to my keyboard so the fact that I’m here now writing even this much out is already too much. The thought of writing a post! But what fear that creates in me! Who will read? Did anyone even notice I was gone ? What’s changed amongst book reviewers lately ? What’s everyone been reading ? Are we still hung up on Adam Silvera or is there already someone new ? And writing to y’all ? What can, should, do I even do I give a life update that no one really even cares about? I mean, come on, I’m not Selena Gomez here. Well hey, I’m supposedly a book reviewer, right ? So why not write a book review ? Yeah, no. And why ? I really just cannot. There are too many thoughts, feelings, meaningless intentions pulsating in that dark and shallow corner in the back of my mind. I just cannot focus on critiquing any sort of thematics, language, or structure of the world spinning in another writer’s mind. So if this post is not a banal life update or a sophisticated book review, what is all this nonsense doing floating on your screen trying to get across ? Not even I, the thoughtless scribbler behind all of this can give a clear, to-the-professor’s-point response. All I know is I’ve missed writing. I’ve missed interacting with other bloggers. I’ve missed pouring my heart into my keyboard. Being away has brought me back. Fear has kept me away, but nostalgia has lead me back. What I have seen, done, thought in the past three months not writing, whether it be on this platform or another, is what has lead me to discover that writing is one of those hobbies, obsessions, outlets – call it what you will – that give me my spirit, soul – life…

…And so here, for this post is what I have seen, done, thought in the past three months of not writing:  Continue reading “Update | I Have Seen. I Have Done. I Have Thought”

Wanderings: Morocco |

Dear fellow Babblers,

I’ve been gone from internet connection for quite a while now. I recently took a fifteen day solo trip back to Morocco. My first time visiting the country was back in December/January and I fell in love. You can read more on my initial Moroccan vibes here. From the delicately infused tea with just the right amount of sugar, to the maze of endless medinas to the kind and helpful, sometimes aggressive and flirty natives, Morocco is a place unlike anywhere else in the world.  Continue reading “Wanderings: Morocco |”

30 In 7 Years

Dear fellow Babblers,

I turned 23 just a couple of weeks ago, on February 28. I think it’s safe to say that I’m no longer a teenager but I don’t think I’m ready to call myself an adult quite yet. It’s hard to believe that my “kid” life is already behind me, as there’s so much I had in mind to do before even turning 20. Looking back, I think I was trying to grow up too fast. I was forgetting about the little things in life, the excitement that simple days could have become if I had only lived a little bit more in the moment, and had been willing to love myself instead of marking myself with so much spite.

I don’t normally celebrate holidays, including my birthdays, but something about turning 23 ticked in my mind. I’ve been turning over my life in my mind the last few weeks which have lead me to write this post.

I’ve grown a lot emotionally, mentally and spiritually in the last year alone, overcoming several milestones between academics, professional and personal life. This year. No, the next seven years. I’m giving myself to accomplish all these things. This list gives me life to look forward to – something to work towards, to be willing to change for, to be open to take risks over. Welcome to my next 7 year long adventure.

  1. A Hot Air Balloon Ride
  2. Skydiving
  3. Paragliding
  4. Swim in the Mediterranean (or swim anywhere for that matter)
  5. Travel Through Thailand
  6. Speak French Like A Native (I’m still shy to speak due to my accent, but I’m hoping that I’ll eventually get over this fear)
  7. Own a cottage home in Aix-en-Provence and grow my own garden (my childhood dream has always been to move to the south of France and own my own little cottage and tend to my garden during the week and bike to the city center every Saturday to sell some of my extra flowers that I grow)
  8. Camp in the Sahara
  9. Go backpacking in Central America
  10. Donate blood without feinting (I have the worst fear of needles and blood in my skin. Even the sight of my own blood leaves me sick for hours)
  11. Spend a day watching movies with my mom (I can’t call up any memory of me just sitting at home, spending time with my mom, so this pow-wow is definitely overdue)
  12. Rock climbing
  13. Write a collection of short stories
  14. Run through a meadow
  15. Open up to people more (It usually takes me a while to get comfortable with people and by the time I do they are usually annoyed by me and disappear)
  16. Climb up a tree
  17. Go to a concert
  18. Get a fifth tattoo
  19. Watch the sunrise from a rooftop (I’ve seen plenty of sunrises but never have I got up early, gone up to a rooftop and waited out the last few ours of darkness for the sunrise)
  20. Take a flower arranging class
  21. Dance at a rave
  22. Get high before class (would be fun to be a rebel every once in a while)
  23. Run a marathon
  24. Find the perfect little black dress
  25. Attend a tea tasting 
  26. Find a pearl in an oyster
  27. Send a message in a bottle (pretty cool for someone, anyone out there across the ocean to know I exist and have a voice)
  28. Learn to play the violin
  29. Tell my mom how thankful I am that she is my mom (now living far away from my mom it’s tough sometimes thinking back to everything she’s done and the life she’s given me, not really ever showing her or acknowledging my love for her)
  30. Fast for a 7 days (I keep holding off my seven day body cleanse…)

Yours Truly,

All The Little Loves of My Life

Dear fellow Babblers,

I’ve been having a pretty banal past few weeks. Just a usual cycle of comings and goings. I’m taking a month long break from traveling and am going through wanderlust withdrawl. It’s Monday but the day of the week doesn’t really mean much to me as I’ve fallen into my own sort of circadian rhthym that doesn’t seem to fall in with the rest of the world. I’m in between choosing from four different masters programs, am planning out my upcoming trips (a return to Morocco coming soon!), all the while making ends mean with my part time teaching job.

With all the changes happening in my life, this morning I got around to thinking about love. And why did this idea wake me up? Because although I’m often sad or desperately seeking solitude, there is so much in life, in my life that I can say that I love, and so I thought I would share my concept of love to give sleepy Monday some hope.
Love is something delicate and fragile. It can happen unexpectedly when that special someone walks into your favorite Starbucks. It can be destroyed unknowingly leaving your breathless and unwilling to trust again. Children, spouses, partners, single swingers all carry a spark inside of them where love grows and glimmers with time. That special someone or something that makes our life our treasure, a treasure that we share by being.  Continue reading “All The Little Loves of My Life”

Wanderings | Paris Behind a Lens

Dear fellow Babblers,

Every few weeks I spend three days in Paris to dream. I come to Paris to dream about dreams, to dream of dreams of dreams. In Paris dreams and art are one. Dreams and art are created on off the other and it’s this coexistence between the two that brings me back to Paris, making it harder and harder for me to leave again each time. I often come to Paris and walk, observe and photograph moments, daily life and the art of the city, becoming a part of my own art. Ever since I’ve moved to France I’ve become increasingly fascinated with the art that I’ve discovered living within all the big touristy sites of Paris, but also even within it’s garbage piles. This post I’m writing off a stream of consciousness to share with all of you my fleeting and lasting impressions of Paris and how I’ve managed to capture the artistic capital of the world behind a lens. Continue reading “Wanderings | Paris Behind a Lens”

Life Update: This & This & That & Wanderings Here & There

Dear fellow Babblers,

It’s been a longgggggg past couple of weeks, let me start off with that kids. I have been from place to place, couch to couch, appointment to appointment, idea to idea. Not to mention I have been without my laptop during this trek, hence my absence from the blogging community. but I’m back and the only reason I am starting my post like this is because I want to let all my fellow babblers out there that I’m back, fully energized and ready to get back in my blogging game! But then I always say that until reality decides to come back around and kick me out again. But until then I thought I just may share my life these past few weeks, what I’ve been reading (this is a book blog after all), as well as where I’ve wandered.  Continue reading “Life Update: This & This & That & Wanderings Here & There”

Wanderings: Morocco | 8 Moroccan Vibes for 16 Days

Dear fellow Babblers,

Morocco. Africa. Sunshine. Hospitality. Cold showers. Adventures. Everything that can be found anywhere else in the world, but just so much more magical. So, so much more. A country of rich history – colonial influence, social disorder, conflict between Berber and “true” Moroccan blood. To anyone living on the Western side of the globe, visiting Morocco or any country on the continent no doubt seems like a far off, close-to-impossible dream. I mean, it did for me. All I knew about Morocco before my recent 9 day stay was what I learned in class as an undergraduate. Well that along with the good graces of Pinterest. Oh and then there’s also all the stories and culture that I’ve been immersed into here in France. Morocco has always been a far away dream of mine, and like many girls raised in LA I’ve been spoiled and given everything I ever wanted in life. Well, everything that comes in boxes and dents in credit cards. But what about adventures, risks and self discovery? Not so much. Looking back on my trek through Morocco only a month ago Morocco both blessed and cursed me. It is everything I ever dreamed and what’s the bad? A stomach churning, belly aching nostalgia that could be described, in short, as Wanderlust. 16 short days. Only 16 days. That’s all it took for me to fall in love with the country. These are the top 8 moments/vibes/experiences that left me feeling tingly, excited and yearning to come back to the place where half my heart still waits.  Continue reading “Wanderings: Morocco | 8 Moroccan Vibes for 16 Days”

Wanderings | Dublin: A Must BE

Dear fellow Babblers,

Welcome back to Wanderings, a project that I’ve embarked on beginning September 2017, upon my big move and lifestyle change from the United States (Los Angeles) to France (Burgundy region). My wanderlust and curiosity has been taking me between cities, cultures, countries and across boundaries. I’ve been challenged and inspired to take risks and never say “no”. And then there’s Dublin. I mean, come on, we all think the same thing at the the mention of this leprechaun, Lucky Charms city. No, not beer you sicko alcoholics. I’m thinking smiles! And with some chucky cheese smiles comes the epiphany “My dreams are coming true!”

I really have no more to say than that, okay, well maybe I do. It’s here in Dublin, with some of the emails and comments that I have been receiving lately due to the tone change in my blog that I realized that I am willing to risk and write as I feel and feel as I writ.e I feel when I travel and that is exactly what I am going to write. So, before we get into all that let me just say that the people in Dublin just “get it…” You get me ? I stayed in Dublin only for three days during my end of the year adventures back in December and if there was something that struck me more than the enchanting castles and sun-up sun-down weather pattern was the kindness and smiles drawn across people’s faces. And that’s why I here to tell y’all grouchy scrooges out there (*ahem* *ahem* EVIN) that if you’re planning a trip to this green and perky city there’s only one thing that you CANNOT even go past security without. And that is a smile.  Continue reading “Wanderings | Dublin: A Must BE”