I left Minneapolis for Portland with a pure knowing that I needed to go. There wasn't a clear explanation to that knowing, only a strong gravitational pull. I see why now. There was a community waiting to welcome me with open arms. A community that embraced my introvert side, which allowed me to see my inner world with clarity. As I'm packing to leave Portland, between tears and laughter and a near numbed-out state of mind to get me through this transition, I realize how little I need to be happy. Here's a photo of me on my favorite perch with my favorite coffee mug, sweater, and book of poems. I'm going to miss this reclusive sanctuary, but I'm certain I'll find many more throughout my travels.
Photo is by my dear friend Jen. She's a rebel against social media, but that won't stop me from posting endless photos of her and her art (see: upcoming road trip). In May she was working on a project and needed portraits of women inhabiting their most natural environment. I was honored to be part of her work.
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