Posts Tagged: ‘nathan wills’

quite a flash

July 24, 2020 Posted by the writer

Namaste blahg tribe

Wow… it’s been over three months, quite a flash indeed.

It’s been seven months since I’ve had to work for anyone. I’ve spent this time traveling, thinking, meditating, dancing on the beach, raising the newest puppy (Pascal who joined us on Easter) and completely indulging in this new era of my life.

Today I booked a motorhome to travel to the top end of Australia in a bit over two weeks’ time. There is blue water and rain forests up there that have been whispering to me for ages. I’m going to pop up to explore, and come November, relocate.

Having this time to mySelf is inexplicable. I suppose in some ways it’s been a bit selfish to shut myself off to the world. I changed my phone number twice in the past six months; I’ve moved house five times in the past two years and have been back and forth to New York City three times during the same timeframe — the amount of self-reflection going down is off the charts.

Curiously, while I hold a true love for good people (which I still believe are most); I’ve never been an overly social person. FollowMeToNYC was started as something to get me out of my comfort zone going through an icky divorce. And although the project and efforts completely succeeded in that regard, it’s completely lush being back in my own comfort zone — which is sticking to myself and hiding out.

The eight year anniversary of a best friend‘s suicide is next week. His little sister has become my little sister and she and I agree he couldn’t have left either of us with a more precious gift.

Prior to putting out Poetry Volumes One, Two and Three in a three-year period, I was simmering for a long time. Scribbling in notebooks, keeping secrets, climbing trees and exploring love in so many ways.

I feel like for the past few years I’ve been in a similar state. With my birthday on the September horizon, I’m ready for new art.

Having no pressure on me, no responsibilities, no one to answer to and this complete, new freedom which I’ve managed to achieve while remaining totally independent following my first divorce is nothing less than utter bliss.

I just wanted to check in and let everyone know I’m thinking of you and the time I spent/spend amongst these plus-thousand posts.

I promise to take you along on my adventure north… we leave 10 August.

Up up and away…

when your mouth is

January 15, 2020 Posted by the writer

Super shut.

Observations inside silence are always the loudest to me.

One of my favourite people who hails from the South Island of New Zealand spent a few days in my beach hut recently.

We guzzled gin drinks and played hair colour games with another favourite who dwells down Byron way.

We dipped carrot sticks in garlic dips and swapped secrets and silliness. The colours of my life are violet and gold. They remain that way.

Seven years back two of my best friends killed themselves within nine months of each other. That reality floated past these pages somewhere, right around the time when I shut down.

Considering I keep five friends in my pocket, losing close to 50% of them was something I never tried to accept.

Not until these past few weeks.

When y’all wonder where I went. Inside a broken heart is probably the best excuse I can float you.

I never took a minute to think about it. I’ve been crying a bit recently. I’m finally facing what the fuck my problem is.

Per the recommendation of one of my favourite kiwis, I’m finally starting to dance it off. That’s what the boys would want.

Blast this. You’re welcome.

a visit from nathan

August 10, 2012 Posted by the writer

So I’m sitting beside an open window on a blustery New York City eve. I started a new short story. Still working on it, but it starts like this:

My therapist says I have separation issues.

Miles and I used to run around the playground. Not too near kids. Loud ones. You know the sort. Kids on soccer teams in Subarus.

Miles has three fingers on his left hand which I don’t tend to notice and I certainly never mention.

I write a lot about mental issues. I don’t say “illness”, because I’m not so sure how I feel about that term. (more…)

silent solitude. manifestation. meditation.

August 7, 2012 Posted by the writer

Since learning of Nathan’s untimely passing I feel like I’ve been in a trance. I haven’t done much creative writing the past few days (gasp). I’ve done a lot of breathing. I’ve stared at the sky a lot. (more…)

R.I.P Nathan Wills

August 5, 2012 Posted by the writer

Three weeks ago today I blogged about a conversation I was having with an Artist I love and respect uniquely to any other soul I have encountered.

Ten minutes ago I popped on Twitter to say hello. That’s how I found out that Nathan Wills took his own life on July 27th.

Nathan and I found each other in the early days of FollowMeToNYC when I was soaring the land of social media following conversations of musicians, writers, artists and other lovers connecting through these means. Instantly our conversations went beyond such talents – we talked about infinite love. We talked about one Soul. (more…)


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