A few things inspire laughter in me -- a gentle, joyful waterfall of laughter I'm not conscious of creating until I hear it. And it strikes me that our days should contain much more of this "living large," in which vibrant surprise, awakened senses, and pure delight rule over everything else. So, what makes me laugh?
I've been contemplating my list: cantering on horseback, skiing fast in fresh powder, sailing with a 45 degree heel, dancing a dramatic tango in which smiling is forbidden, feeding a hummingbird nectar from the palm of my hand, hearing a little girl ask me if I'm a real princess while she adjusts her rhinestone tiara, being photographed by strangers while trying on evening gowns in a boutique -- because they're certain I'm "somebody," seeing a little boy stick his tongue out at me from a sense of sheer mischief, hearing Debussy's Clair de Lune the way my mother used to play it, swimming in the ocean at night, dancing to the best of rock and roll, entering a party of artists, writers and filmmakers -- where the joking is non-stop, giving or receiving a standing ovation, running into friends unexpectedly and abandoning my plans for the afternoon in order to share coffee with them, catching the very instant of sunset over the ocean, when the flame of the day surrenders.
There's more. Much more. Because laughter arises when the cup of one's life is so filled with adventure, it overflows its brim -- abundant, surprising, bold, artistic, true. Each day when I awake, the cup fills itself again.
Laughing while teasing my friend about being so successful, he can no longer put down his phone!
Enjoying the A.C.T. gala on Saturday night with my novelist friend, Heather.
The Salar de Uyuni reminds me of meeting someone who mirrors our own identity back to us.
She seeks to be understood, not to be captured.
I stood with my father at the threshold between two worlds.
This could be Odysseus on the island of Calypso, or Poseidon with his triton – or this could be my remarkable father, spear-fishing in the Bahamas.
The stone of greatest value in the territory -- where the spirit returns again and again
The view from the edge of the world
Sunset spills over with beauty.
Strength, wisdom, speed, courage, kindness. My only complaint about this fellow is that he travels too much, ensuring that I miss him.
Amber, gold and hope, as Van Gogh saw them in 1888.
My thoroughbred: power and instinct, senses and spirit, grace and emotion
Perfect day for a hike along the coast
Spent an extraordinary afternoon at a hidden cove in Big Sur.
Highly recommend these new Nordica NXT X80R boots! Great fit and performance for people with slim feet -- like me!
A little windy on top of Mt. Rose on Monday afternoon, but the powder, due to the higher elevation, is the best to be found in Tahoe right now.
Lakeside treasures
A second infinity pool awaits me this afternoon. Heaven.
Flying above the Pacific in the infinity pool
Dance is a life force, a vitality, an energy, a quickening.
The Sea Transcends
Life Electrified
The Candle Lights the Fortress
