January 11, 2015 § 12 Comments
Today is Matt Mullenweg’s 31st birthday. Here’s a photograph I took of him almost five years ago on Necker Island. Matt is one of the most kind and genuine of souls you could meet. At the time of getting to briefly know him (through another brilliant entrepreneurial friend of mine), I didn’t know know much about WordPress.com and was definitely not writing. Today I am especially grateful for entrepreneurs like Matt Mullenweg, founder of WordPress.com, who have made it possible for us creators to easily get our art and work out into the world.
To end I’d like to share a few quotes from Matt himself. 😉
“Do what you love and don’t focus on the money. Life is too short.”
“Technology is best when it brings people together.”
“We are much better at writing code than haikus.”
Happy Birthday Matt !!!
September 28, 2014 § 19 Comments
“As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY”.
As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody if I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this person was me. Today I call it “RESPECT”.
September 24, 2014 § 10 Comments
5:30am. I love this time of morning. Charcoal painted sky with tints of lavender; light blue popping through the height of the sky, and for today especially, white pillowy clouds crafting a space to cheer in the brightness of the baby blue morning.
What peace my heart feels. I reach out the window and touch the branch dancing in front of me—I pull her towards my face and let her delicate leaves brush softly against my skin. She smells of the brightest morning—a special gift, no doubt, from my favorite Artist, my favorite Creator. The street lamps still lit, stand tall offering their condolences to the nostalgia I slept with so many nights, but today I seek no comfort for the dreams that haunted me. Today, I reach past the window and feel the future of my life: fresh, green and tangible in each hand.
Each car that passes, no longer bears a memory—now, each car holds a new idea, a startling endeavor, an adventure unfolding.
September 7, 2014 § 4 Comments