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My name is Rachel. Rachel Lee Folkman. And, I love a lot of things:
Writing ... the kind that flows effortlessly from my fingertips, as well as writing I sweat and scribble and stomp out of my room with one sentence and palms covered in ink for. Earth ... In all her glorious energy and spontaneity. Nature ... It is only in natural environments that I feel my soul vibrate within me and I am set free. Wildflowers ... Especially the yellow bright-eyed Sunflower kind. People people people .... Family, friends, partners, mentors, people. Laughter ... The deep, pure, belly-aching kind. The kind that resonates from your second Chakra, your sacral, feeling Chakra. Music ... The kind whose notes send spiritual vibrations through the soles of my feet as I dance barefoot on the floor. Dancing ... With my whole body. Every part of me enthralled in the movement. Walking .... And walking, and walking, and walking. Part of my current journey. The Desert .... Though I find forgiveness in the green, giving lands of moisture. The dry, red, soil will forever have my heart. Photos ... Every photo tells a story. Every photo strives to capture a moment in time. The black and white ones are my favorite, they illuminate lines from laughter on people's faces, and lines from gusts of wind on flower petals. Plus, I get to use my imagination for the color in black and white. Climbing ... Climbing holds more analogies for life and personal significance for me than any other sport. The dedication, grunting and growling, and views atop the wall are unmatched in my book. Not to mention how sexy calloused fingers and toes are. Animals ... ALL ANIMALS! ALL OF THEM! Especially Dogs, and Octopi. Feminism ... Is not a dirty word. I advocate for the political, social, religious and environmental rights for not only gender, but race, religion, sexual orientation, nationality, sex, and any other basis of discrimination. And yes, I am proud to be a woman. We are strong as all get out. Literature ... My greatest teacher. Poetry ... "The aged man that coffers-up his gold Is plagued with cramps and gouts and painful fits; And scarce hath eyes his treasure to behold, But like still-pining Tantalus he sits, And useless barns the harvest of his wits; Having no other pleasure of his gain But torment that it cannot cure his pain" - The Rape of Lucrece, Shakespeare Education ... Not only formal, academic education, though I am grateful for mine in my own life. Education comes in many forms, every day, we simply have to look for it. Kissing ... Duh. The sun ... Beams The moon .... And the peace she brings The stars ... And the stories they tell. Art, in her many forms ... Creativity in any form. Chocolate ... Dark chocolate caramel sea salts = ecstasy. Sushi ... Feed me most any type of fresh fish, wrapped in black rice with soft seaweed, dipped lightly in some Tamari soy sauce, you have won my heart. The ocean ... Her endless power and majesty is humbling at the least. There are fewer more peaceful moments in my life than sinking my butt and my toes into the sand, paper and pen in hand, staring out at the seemingly endless ocean... Squinting my eyes as far as they can see... Till the blue of the ocean fades to navy-close-to-black and connects to the sky, spreading upward in a mirror image of one another. The sound of waves crashing against each other and the cliffs... The way I can lick my lips and taste salt... Magic. Kindess ... Life is love. That's it. NEW ZEALAND!! ... Backpacking NZ has been a dream of mine since age 15. I am finally manifesting it and feel I have come to a land of much healing and growth. Thank you for sharing my journey with me <3 Namaste. Xx |