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soul mates
as i navigate finding community here in this new city of mine, i’m really struck by the people in my life. how no matter where we are, we find and support one another across the miles and differences in our lives. the friendships in my life feel deep + wide,...![sickness, shame, sea glass](https://cdn2.kellyraeroberts.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/30093503/3232647941_230a957dfe.jpg)
sickness, shame, sea glass
i so wish i were coming here to report how fantastic cha was. that i loved teaching. that i’m exhausted by all the fun of signing books and meeting people. that i made some great connections and felt energized after meeting with my editor about the possibility...![thoughts on book release week…](https://cdn2.kellyraeroberts.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/30093432/2262302284_f1d4b7f868_o.jpg)
thoughts on book release week…
(how i feel this week: exposed, yet protected. small, yet big. – oregon coast) oh my. this has been, hands down, the strangest and most labor intensive (heart + body) week of the entire year. in the wee hours of the morning, as i finally breathe myself to sleep,...![self portrait challenge – shine](https://cdn2.kellyraeroberts.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/30093431/2799930945_38918c576f_o.jpg)
self portrait challenge – shine
i might be cheating a bit here with spc (because it’s not a self portrait), but this photo andrea shot seems to capture the theme of shine. shine… myriam says i’m much more sassier in person than i am here on this blog. jen lemen says the same thing....![brave in sadness, brave in love](https://cdn2.kellyraeroberts.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/30093429/2755027976_85c92593b8_o.jpg)
brave in sadness, brave in love
(the magic of manzanita, oregon. captured by the eyes of karen walrond) the truth is is that i wasn’t sure if i should blog about the love bomber retreat. i worried about hurt feelings, bee stings of the heart, friends feeling left out. lord knows these are all...![sometimes](https://cdn2.kellyraeroberts.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/30093422/2709099526_33c235e3e2_o.jpg)
sometimes
sometimes…. sometimes it feels like i’m chasing my own freedom, swirling toward another version of myself, if only i would allow it to be. the first thing i do when i awake is scan my inbox to make sure there isn’t an unhappy customer. if all is...![calling all optimists, i need you.](https://cdn2.kellyraeroberts.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/30093418/2669349269_d15247fc99.jpg)
calling all optimists, i need you.
(i heart u 2 – a gift from my mom, totally comforting me this week.) i’m sitting here with a knowing of uncertainty. i’m not sure how to start this blog post – in fact, i’m not totally convinced i should even write it, but a dear dear...![renegade, ups + downs, and feeling proud](https://cdn2.kellyraeroberts.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/30093418/2664843210_6c49b9be41_o.jpg)
renegade, ups + downs, and feeling proud
(totally in love with this new tote, made by the lovely eleen) so much going on these past few days, but a highlight was going to the renegade craft fair in san fran yesterday with katrina. oh my. it was amazing – imagine a huge warehouse full of indie crafters,...![thoughts on beginnings…](https://cdn2.kellyraeroberts.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/30093409/2608418086_a7fec2b41c.jpg)
thoughts on beginnings…
been thinking about how vulnerable i feel sometimes when i meet other people who mention that they read this blog. anxiety creeps in. nerves flush my cheeks. and i get a bit shy. i feel the enormity of my fumbles, displayed here for all the world to see. i feel the...![we](https://cdn2.kellyraeroberts.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/30093327/we-72-dpi.jpg)
we
i know this is the season of being present. of paying deep attention. of being grateful. but for me, for many years, this season was a recount of loss and grief. it was a season of unspoken pain and memory. only in the last several years has it been different for me....![thank-fulls](https://cdn2.kellyraeroberts.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/30093253/pics-copied-from-cd-167.jpg)