the pindiaries

"I have no definition of love, but this comes close to being the healthiest one I’ve heard...."

Wed, 20 Mar 2013 17:04:18 -0400

“I have no definition of love, but this comes close to being the healthiest one I’ve heard. “Perhaps Love is the process of my leading you gently back to yourself.” Not to whom I want you to be, but to who you are.”

- Leo Buscagalia, Ph.D.

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Mon, 18 Mar 2013 18:29:37 -0400

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Wed, 20 Feb 2013 12:38:28 -0500

This.

Tue, 05 Feb 2013 08:05:00 -0500

This.

“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living, I want to know what you ache for. It...

Tue, 05 Feb 2013 08:02:27 -0500

“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living, I want to know what you ache for. It doesn’t interest me how old you are, I want to know if you are willing to risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine. It doesn’t interest me where you live or how rich you are, I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and be sweet to the ones you love. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and truly like the company you keep in the empty moments of your life.”

Jon Blais

Brunch with my girlfriends. Love mornings like this.

Sat, 05 Jan 2013 17:02:11 -0500

Brunch with my girlfriends. Love mornings like this.

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Wed, 12 Dec 2012 10:54:08 -0500

"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage."

Wed, 05 Dec 2012 17:48:39 -0500

“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.”

- Anais Nin

I have a love/hate relationship with early morning flights....

Mon, 03 Dec 2012 08:52:18 -0500

I have a love/hate relationship with early morning flights. Sunrise this AM.

"I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell; I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet..."

Sat, 24 Nov 2012 00:16:00 -0500

“I have been here before,
But when or how I cannot tell;
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sweet keen of smell,
the sighing sound, the lights around the shore.
You have been mine before —
How long ago I may not know:
But just when at that swallow’s soar
Your neck turned so,
Some veil did fall — I knew it all of yore.”

- Dante Gabriel Rossetti

At the NoMad

Fri, 23 Nov 2012 23:54:37 -0500

At the NoMad

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Sun, 18 Nov 2012 00:03:59 -0500

Love her

Thu, 08 Nov 2012 22:54:58 -0500

Love her

Lincoln Center for Women for Women International 2012 Awards...

Thu, 08 Nov 2012 21:45:07 -0500

Lincoln Center for Women for Women International 2012 Awards Gala

The New Yorker

Thu, 01 Nov 2012 00:42:27 -0400

The New Yorker

After the storm…

Thu, 01 Nov 2012 00:40:59 -0400

After the storm…

an old snapshot from 2009, when birthdays warranted epic...

Thu, 25 Oct 2012 23:26:00 -0400

an old snapshot from 2009, when birthdays warranted epic blowouts complete with whiskey filled water guns and party hats!

sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant...

Tue, 23 Oct 2012 23:41:41 -0400

sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts. -Edgar Allen Poe