full moon

January 5, 2015 Posted by gretchen

I dipped away from the farm to my parents’ place today. It’s a full moon. I spent the afternoon meditatingIMG_7231 and contemplating. It’s a freezing night, but the moon is so bright – its shine in the window turned the room silver.

To say that my life “changed” over the past few weeks is beyond an understatement. And while I am someone who accepts and embraces every change that comes – adjustment is just a part of living a life on Earth.

Escaping to my parents’ place has become my ultimate place to center, there’s nowhere else like it. Hopefully, now that I’m up on the farm – I can contribute to creating an environment that offers other people the peace and serenity I find when I come here.

Living in another country for ten years, the person that I was with, who was a local of that country, never understood anything about the sacrifice of being away from people IMG_7236you’re closest and most familiar with. After the incident that happened last April, which I’m still not supposed to discuss for “legal reasons”, I’m thankful to be able to come here and steady on my feet when I need to.

Choosing to leave Manhattan wasn’t just “peace out city”, I also walked away from a window of my “career” that just won’t be attained anywhere else. I’m meditating on making the most of it in the upcoming opportunities I manifest.

One thing is certain, I’m not who I was leading up to April. I haven’t changed for the better or worse. If I let myself think I changed for worse, then I let what happened control my life more than it already has.

Apparently I have post-traumatic stress disorder. It’s a bit scary sometimes, meditating helps.

I hope everyone in my parts enjoyed the silver moon under the frigid sky tonight.

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day four… inter-weak.

January 4, 2015 Posted by gretchen

IMG_7340Today is my fourth consecutive post, which really isn’t a big deal after the previous 1000-ish, but it still makes me feel good. It’s nice to get back into something I once was all about and see where it takes me.

However, doing this in the middle of glorious nowhere-ville in the realm of (wait for it) PATCHY INTERNET! is something that I have been dummy spatting over for the past few days.

Naturally, I assumed that relocating to a 35 acre farm two hours north of my Manhattan nest would require a few adjustments…

BUT PATCHY INTERNET! UGH!

I’ve been essentially city-wenching it for the past 13 years. Sure, I dealt with no service cruising through the outback back in Australia – that was only in between my way to various cities.

The reason I didn’t post photos yesterday is that my Internet speed of today just won’t agreeably upload.

I’m not trying to sound like the cliche, pretentious “boo hoo I can’t Facebook” chick or anything. I’m aIMG_7491 resourceful person. I’ve got a solution in the mix…

The good thing about restricted Internet, is that I have tons of free writing time since I’m not clicking away into my next web-tunity. Still, I can’t lie, I love communicating with people all around the globe and sharing experiences in a way that simply wasn’t invented when I was a little girl.

I’m thankful for that every day. It’s part of the way that, minus my web-speed-wah, I managed to relocate from Hell’s Kitchen to a farm, nearly a week ago now, without batting an eye much otherwise.

As much fun as I have with electronics, they don’t soothe me like mountains. In hindsight, I guess patchy internet isn’t too bad…

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two months to today

January 3, 2015 Posted by gretchen

It snowed today. If it snowed two months ago, I would apologetically tiptoe around the workers pushing snow off the sidewalk’s edge to clear a path. Today, I put on a pair of gum boots and shoveled a massive driveway while the plow gets repaired. That was after I fed the horses, llama, alpacas, pigs, chickens, ducks, goats, sheep and donkeys.

I spoke to someone today about how in New York City, there’s no slowing down. That’s actually one of the things I love about it. But more than anything, I believe in maintaining a healthy balance of quick and pause. I didn’t leave the city because I was upset with her. On the contrary, if it wasn’t for my beloved island of Manhattan, I wouldn’t be exactly where I am right now.

And where I am is wonderful

I registered a new domain today (more details to come) where I’m going to blog about where I am and the pieces of world that contribute to the stunning vibe and paradise that create it. It’s still in the works, but I’m pretty excited.

I opened my book with one hand over my eyes. There’s a lot of editing to come next. I drove to the shops for an extra bag of coffee and a few hot chocolate packs to help me out with that over the coming weeks.

As someone who thrives in either complete chaos or utter solitude, the solitude of where I am is seeping through and warming my words.

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a year of every day

January 2, 2015 Posted by gretchen

Sometimes, when I think back to the first three years of building this wordly landIMG_7321 I’ve created – it amazes me that I was diligent enough to post every day.

This year, I reckon I’ll have another crack. The only thing to ever inhibit daily posting was emotional imbalance brought on by life’s harder blows.

I don’t really have any hard blows at the moment… I’m essentially in a Writer’s Paradise with a collection of furry creatures that enjoy eating apples out of my open palms.

If you’ve never fed a thoroughbred before, do try if you get a chance. And I’m still swooning over the lap pig I’ve been spending my early mornings with.

There is a true essence in not chasing anything, simply just residing. Before now, I’ve never had the opportunity to do that. Earlier today, the joy of skipping through the woods with clippers and cleaning up trails for fellow explorers took me back to my happiest childhood years.

IMG_7356Two years ago I was reeling from a hideous breakup. Two months ago I was sitting at board tables writing scripts for people with multi-million dollar salaries. Today, I’m on thirty-something acres beneath a sky that seems bluer than I recall.

I’m embracing the position I’m in. After less than a week of being where I am, working outside and writing my heart out – my olive skin tone is a shade deeper from the winter winds; the curl in my long, thick hair is expanding its wave; and the green of my eyes is shimmering at the idea of future spring months, when I’ll plant gardens and wander around barefoot.

I’ll be back to tell you more tomorrow…

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my newest new year

January 1, 2015 Posted by gretchen

Happy 2015 blog tribe!

IMG_7307Three days ago I packed my car with my scarce belongings: a collection of books and clothes; two puppies; and my man – and bounced.

For an indefinite period, I am nesting on a 37 acre farm, caring for the animals and keeping everything beautiful for an upcoming summer booked with love-fests. There’s a 200-year-old barn on the property, a river surrounding the block, and a pot-belly stove in my kitchen.

The contrast to my 9th Avenue apartment back in Manhattan is stark. The two places could not be more opposite – and I couldn’t be more thrilled.

Not only do I have time to write, it’s on my own clock. So, rather than be shackled for a frame of hours – I have a lot of freedom to experience a lifestyle I spent years working toward. It just sort of appeared at the exact perfect time and over a ten-day period, my life changed dramatically.

My favorite thing about drastic change, is that when you strip everything ordinary about daily life and accustomed routines, you’re left essentially with just yourSelf. Something disconnected in my life a few months ago, being here to IMG_7327reconnect and spread good-doing in between word slinging makes me think I should be asking people to pinch me.

I haven’t been doing that though. Tonight I made vegan chili that I served up with bread that I straight up baked today. I cuddled a pig named Churchill and fed a horse named Lily.

New projects are stirring, there are stories everywhere. 2015 is starting off as my favorite year yet…

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