Sunday, January 01, 2012

2012 and My "Ah, Fuckit" Manifesto









"Either you do, or you don't." ~ Lindsey Buckingham


Bright and early this brilliant morning, I baptized in frigid molten salt my broken body and mindfully pronounced myself a year of resolute "Ah, Fuckit"-ism and hope of second-guessing myself far less. Old hurts and consuming anxieties were shocked away in the rude plunge of a Pacific ice bath, leaving a refreshed spirit to embrace 2012 with tender fierceness, quiet determination, joyful confidence, and graceful clarity.

I have ideas. I have plans. And they feel good in my bones.

Flip the coin, but don't look. You already know the answer in your heart.


Live earnestly, love fearlessly, make choices authentically without overthinking. Accept the offer. Raise your hand. Keep sucking down delicious life and return the favour. So shines my Zeitgeist Manifesto.

Hello, 2012. We are off to a beautiful and most auspicious start.




Before the dunking with Golden Gig Girl,
one of my most inspiring, funniest, and bravest of friends.





And after.






The screaming. Oh, the screaming.




(photo credit: All goes to my sweet and stunningly talented friend, Hipstamatic Sam, and the appreciated filming of the dirty deed courtesy of Gorgeous Chef Boy. The top photo features the feet of HS with her family, and with the honour of joining them this time are GGG's and mine as well. Happy, happy, joy, joy.)

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