I’m here.

Posted on Aug 23, 2013

white fair weather flagSometimes we need to raise the flag to say to the world, “Yes, Hello! I’m alive. Fret not.”

Waves of inspiration and flustration (flustered+frustration) wash past me… and I keep bobbing along. Sometimes choking from a splash, but mostly enjoying the ebb & flow.

I had a birthday (sort of).  I tried a psych-K brain balancing thing and liked it. I received a plane ticket to Paris for September 21st. I went to Crater Lake. For five minutes. I went to Mount Shasta and had a bizarre encounter with a possibly fake monk on top of the mountain where there were apples and green cake and strange copper wands and seaweed. I went on a mind-bending and spirit-stretching journey in a mini-van and lived to tell the tale (later). I bought crystals. I ate chips and aspirin. I stood in a sacred stream and on rocks where there were multiple signs telling me not to (but I am sacred myself, so what’s the problem?). My sister got a dog. I got a pedicure for the first damn time in my life (yes, it’s true, I’m a DIY nails kind of girl). I bought new mascara.

Yes, these are riveting tales that I’m sure you’re itching to hear the full details on. Anywho, just waiving the white fair weather flag for y’all . . . . . . (did you know there was such a thing?)

Some photo evidence that I am indeed alive…

plane ticket image by Glamorous Monk

Above: Not my Paris plane ticket. This is a pretend plane ticket I made for a work project. We have to fake these things now that everything is paperless!

 

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Above: My visit to Crater Lake in Oregon, USA. The volcano blew and eventually couldn’t hold up it’s own weight and the cone collapsed on itself, leaving a big hole that filled with rain water and snow melt, now a lake.

 

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Above: The view while sitting on a big rock in the alpine meadows on Mount Shasta, California. Sun setting, moon rising. Glorious. And nippy.

 

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Above: My newly acquired apophyllite crystals (four mesmerizing wee pyramids) in the alpine meadows of Mount Shasta, California. Magical? Yes.
Flag image via FineArtAmerica Sami Sarkis; all others original  © Glamorous Monk

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4 Comments

  1. Charity
    August 24, 2013

    What mascara is it? Happy to witness your first pedicure. Loves from the pup and I. Xxoo

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  2. A&E
    August 24, 2013

    Missed you for awhile. Just played host/hostess to your parental room mates for a couple of days. Had a great visit.(Ol’Dad cleans up pretty good huh?)

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  3. Cass Hepburn
    September 2, 2013

    Hey Hollie,

    How fun it was to share the Crater Lake/Shasta/Spring adventure with you and the rest of the gang!
    Congrats on the plane ticket to Paris! My sister just left for London and Scotland, hoping for a little sneak across the tunnel to her favourite city on the planet Paris.
    Love your writing!

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    • Hollie Olivia
      September 2, 2013

      And a joy to connect with you as well, Cass (how can one NOT connect when that many hours were spent in a minivan together, LOL)! And, a double joy to discover there is a writer in you, too. Cheers to more soul-stretching journeys…….
      Hugs.

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