I got lucky with family - artist-photographer dad and traveling-anthropologist mom. We tend to talk about social-change issues, environmental justice & living simply, peak oil, bike-activism, the intersection of science and spirit, origins of the universe, photography, the roots of language, good satire, etc. We're tight.
I adore my sweet Mission neighborhood, but need the woods, hills, and ocean to keep me breathing properly. The mountains were a big part of my childhood, so going there feels like going home.
It also appears we're a well-traveled lot on OKC, so I won't go into my years of living abroad. Stories of hitching in Morocco and hiking in Patagonia happily traded for your own, however.
The truth is, I love people. I love their stories and histories, and never tire of studying the human mind and heart. I'm drawn to places where pretense drops away and people are obliged to be in the present moment - whether it's raw, frightening, joyful, or profoundly peaceful. Maybe you've experienced it in meditation, or on a rock face, or at a birth or death...heck maybe it's just your standard MO which would be pretty amazing.
Throwing a massive, sweaty dance-party is also something of a vocation - it is one of my absolute FAVORITE things to see people meeting and connecting! And sharing food. And dancing their asses off. Magic happens when people get physical together!