stonehenge

so, these are my two favorite photos i took at stonehenge. i went there this summer and i was honestly a little dissapointed. its all roped off, and in fact until 4ish years ago you could walk right up and climb all over it. i understand-they are trying to preserve it. i guess i just expected to feel some kind of magic there but i felt nothing really. all of the wiccans in the the surrounding erea still go there for their holiday celebrations. a woman working the tour said that it is pretty cool to see all of them coming up the road in full ceremonial robes, chanting. (more cult stuff for zac) tonight i am in south dakota and im trying to figure out what to do after december. wish me luck (and love.)

 

 

freaky shit, my friends...

so, this is probably one of the scariest things i have ever seen. this was in a CHURCHYARD!!! in birmingham, uk. its a wicker man that is about 8-9 feet tall and he is trying (i believe, in vain) to run from HUGE wicker arms that are coming straight out the ground! i repeat, CHURCHYARD!
i dont know how to take this other than the man is a sinner and the "demons" from hell are reaching out to drag him down forever! im very curious about the person who dreamt this one up. i wonder if he/she hates children, because im 27 and this thing scared me so bad i had to force myself to stay and take pictures before running away! the weirder part is the gigantic flower basket that the arms originate from. weird, real weird...

 

montana

so, here i am in montana. which until recently i had believed was a big empty state, full of cult members. enstead, i am happily suprised to find beautiful landscapes and friendly, talented people. this picture is taken from my hotel window. today i had a great haircut ( doesnt sound like a big deal unless you are a girl with long hair in which case you understand completely)
i also had a very good bar dinner-3 beers and a salad ;)
and our lovely new roommate has proven herself to be an excellent match for our craziness when we all ended up with fruit-rollups stuck to our faces. so random, got to love it...

big sky country 

looking at life through a window

so, im posting this picture from last year in honor of us getting our bus today. we have been flying everywhere for a few weeks, and we finally got our bus. we will live on this bus for the next two and a half months. (figuratively) we are usually up at six and on the bus all day to get to the next city. last year as we were pulling into augusta, ga our driver wayne took a risk-and...it didnt work out. as he tried to back up the exhaust pipe bit a hole in the asphalt three inches deep. there was no escape. we had to unload and haul everything the rest of the way to our hotel!!!!! (most of us are carrying roughly 80-100 pounds through all of our personal stuff)
tour puts your real life into suspended animation. somewhere, my real life is waiting. right now its just play.
so, here's to life through a window. you can see it all, but you are not really a part of any of it.

 

smoking

so, i have been cutting back for a week and yesterday was my first full day without ciggarettes. today is day 2 and my head is in the clouds!!! this is what happens. ive been here before. maybe this is the last time. its tough, no doubt. and im the worst kind of smoker....i love it. but its just like a bad relationship-no matter how much you feel the love its just not good for you. so you have to walk away. i always go through a bit of an identity crisis when i try to quit. i dont get so much sensitive as i just feel very vulnerable. i also feel dumb for a while because my brain is basically going through a major resetting as its not running with certain chemicals anymore. i lose words, i forget simple things. it more than anything makes me want to hide out in my hotel room until i dont feel like im walking around naked anymore. 3 or 4 days.... so, this picture, taken in the uk as a joke, is now a reminder of why im doing this.

it speaks for itself 

i've been around if you know what i mean :)

so, this next picture is from scotland-but that doesnt mean that im there right now. no, im sharing my pictures going back over the last year. i am currently still in milwaukee. my roomate, trevor, reminded me of something funny. wayne's world was set in milwaukee and if you have seen it you remember when he went to the alice cooper concert. well, a. cooper was backstage explaining to his fans the origin of the word milwaukee-an old indian word (i will write it out exactly as it was pronounced in the movie) millawakaya. so, we have been walking around the last few days calling it that-if you havnt seen wayne's world this wont be funny to you, maybe it is just funny to us and im suffering from tour delirium (not uncommon after flying 5 times in one week!) so, if you are ever in milwaukee ask how to get to the safehouse. its the coolest bar ever. its in an alley, behind an unmarked red door. you need a password to get in. if you dont have it you have to do stupid human tricks. i DO have the password, and i will give it out upon request. the whole bar is set up in a super-cool-undercover-spy thing. i do however very much miss my favorite bar cheers and my lovely friends in vegas.

sunset, edinburgh scotland 

mont saint michelle, france 

looking through the glass peace sculpture to the Eiffel Tower

milwaukee

so what does "love is strong" mean to me? well, its not a sappy, "love will save the world" type of sentiment. its more personal. its my belief about being responsible with my emotions. its the feeling of being a lioness protecting her cubs-thats how strong my love is. its finding the balance between being smart & protecting myself AND letting myself love that fiercely. its paying attention to know the right time. my friend says that my spirit is the spider, that i weave my reality. i believe that. the universe is always giving me what i ask for even if its not exactly what i expected. i know that everything comes around, that after every death there is always rebirth.