Dear Santa

Dear Santa

Some people have vivid memories of when they found out or were told that Santa was not responsible for all of those presents. Being the youngest child, I guess my parents figured that I would find out from my older siblings without having to actually tell me. But no...
Saltwater Therapy

Saltwater Therapy

My therapist is the ocean and her office is located wherever waves break . Instead of a sofa, my surfboard is my vehicle for communication. As soon as I make that first drop down the face of the wave, my heart pours out; I shed my skin and I am at peace. She heals me,...
Pure Perfection

Pure Perfection

My relationship with Ollie started back in March. I could not have asked for a better first date. Like most girls, I was all worried if he would call the next day. It took a couple of days, but a week and a half later, he out-did himself on our second date. After four...
Surfing Ruined My Life

Surfing Ruined My Life

Our daily lives our filled with decisions. Milk or sugar? Skirt, dress or pants? Happy hour or yoga? Sometimes we know what the outcome will be of a decision; yes, I will take my coffee with just cream.  But then there are decisions that lead to outcomes that we never...
365 Days

365 Days

367 days ago, one of my close friends since childhood presented me with a journal.  However, it is not just a normal journal, but rather a five year memory book where you write a line a day. Instead of writing an entry on the blank pages from front cover to back...

Don’t Leave Home Without It

Going from living in the Big Apple and working a corporate job to dancing with waves in Costa Rica, my daily gear has gone from high heels, pencil skirts, and leather purses to flip-flops, bikinis, and a waterproof backpack. Over the past several months, I have found...