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I found these photos last night of my first ever visit to San Francisco at the ripe old age of 16, in the summer of '99, and couldn't resist sharing them here. It was the shortest my hair has ever been...and will ever be. I'm about 10-15 lbs lighter (don't leave me, super teenaged metabolism!!) and not a drop less feisty than I am now. I loved this city (and the rest of California we visited, too) right away but honestly? If someone would have told me then about the life I would be living here, now, I never would have believed them. I would have looked at them like they belonged in the psych ward of Alcatraz and gone about my teenage existence wondering who my next boyfriend could be.

But I live here now. I work, play and full time live here. Alcatraz may be a tourist attraction for most of the world's population, but it is basically a "house" in my neighborhood, for gosh sake. I guess it just goes to show you that we never really know how things will unfold for us; we can never fully predict the story of our days. Even our best laid plans fall subject to deviation and where we think we'll be at one point in our lives may actually be 3,000 miles off the mark.

But, we can be open to it all. We can say yes to adventure and yes please to possibilities. We can dream and wonder, explore, try and occasionally fail. And then we can take action--this is a key piece to the puzzle. We can take action that supports where we'd like our paths to go and we can have faith that in taking this action we are bravely navigating this world of possibilities with the guidance of our spirits and support from the deepest, most loving, authentic places of our hearts.

At least, that's how it's been for me :) Now on to the funny photos!

Me and my old friend Jessica (Jess--how the heck are you?!) at Ghiradelli Square.

Taking my turn posing at the super touristy Bubba Gump Shrimp Co. at Pier 39.

Once a tree hugger, always a tree hugger.

love and light,

Trish