Learning lessons all the time. About sex and love and independance, the dance between men and women and self, about PMS and death and life and snow-covered mountains. About traveling, about trying something out and realizing its not what you want. You want to let go of it, go on, go forward. About taking what comes. About trying not to make preconceptions about phone calls (life is hard enough as it is).
Movement can be steadying. Change can be stabilizing. Because we are not one thing, ever; we are a mix of all the things we've seen and done, and we're always being added to. You never return to anything, human life doesn't go in retrograde.
So here's to moving, on.
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the human behind the bean
I'm a 27 year old Canadian woman. I grew up on Cape Breton Island, although my parents and their families are from Quebec and Ohio. Currently I live in Cape Breton, in a small town by the Bras D'Or Lake.
I can make a good soup and tie my own shoes. I've worked as a nanny, a potter's assistant, a shop clerk, and a janitor. I've also worked in a library, and taught computers to seniors. I've travelled to Australia and New Zealand and across Canada by train. I spent two and a half years in university before I left. I like the way the air smells in the Fall.
Since 2002 - this is my blog, a place for me to write about life, what I experience, to share my photography and my writing. I'm glad you're here!
I can make a good soup and tie my own shoes. I've worked as a nanny, a potter's assistant, a shop clerk, and a janitor. I've also worked in a library, and taught computers to seniors. I've travelled to Australia and New Zealand and across Canada by train. I spent two and a half years in university before I left. I like the way the air smells in the Fall.
Since 2002 - this is my blog, a place for me to write about life, what I experience, to share my photography and my writing. I'm glad you're here!
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