The Sea of Calmness

The Sea of Calmness

The three weeks that have passed since we’ve arrived home from Greece and started back at work have passed so peacefully and wonderfully.  It feels nice to have time again, and to not constantly be rushing from one thing to the next.  It feels nice to just stop and rest.  It feels nice to just simply live.

We spent three hours one night building the dining room table and chair set we bought.  My oldest brother came over and helped us mount our newer, bigger television.  My wife assembled bar stools.  We’ve been framing engagement pictures, hanging them, and hanging wedding presents.

I’ve had so much fun warming our home.  The more we fill it, the warmer it feels.  I can’t wait to continue to fill it over the next few coming years.  I can’t wait to see where we travel to, and what new items will hang on our walls.

Before the wedding I was so busy wedding planning, stressing, and and preparing to move into this townhouse.  It got harder to answer text messages back and social media comments.  I started feeling guilty that I didn’t have enough time for my friends, or for the problems they were facing in their own lives.

Now we have hours and hours to spend time with our friends.  I don’t feel overwhelmed by the constant buzzing of my phone.  My friendships feel full; my heart does, too.

I’m enjoying this calm time, while we save money after Greece, and prepare for the holidays.  I’m enjoying settling into marriage; it’s different, it’s a change, and it’s one that I’m loving so far.

I can only hope that things continue so smoothly, so calmly, so peacefully, and so joyfully.  I mean, I know they won’t-that’s life.  But, I’ll continue enjoying this sea of calmness while it lasts.

My First Dining Room Table Set and The Worst Jetlag Ever

My First Dining Room Table Set and The Worst Jetlag Ever

Tonight my wife and I bought a seven piece dining room set, and a larger t.v. than the one we own.  We also bought two bar stools for the breakfast bar in our kitchen.  We took home, for free, an area rug last night that was collecting dust and rolled up in a corner of my parents’ basement.

Now that the wedding has passed and we’re home from Greece I am dying to make this house into a home.  This house that we moved into six weeks before the wedding and barely had time to settle into before leaving for a few weeks.

I want to fill the empty spaces-the empty dining room area, the empty space under the bar.  My eyes constantly scan all the empty wall space.  There’s so much empty wall space, on all three levels of this house.

I think about which wedding, or honeymoon, or engagement pictures will look good in which rooms.  I worry over the costs of framing all the pictures.  I think about what new artwork and bathroom decor I’d like to buy.

I’m ready, the honeymoon over, and my brain wanting to move onto the next big thing.

It always amazes me, how quickly I move onto one thing from the next.  It really does.

One thing I have to say, being only home from Greece for three nights: jet lag sucks.  It sucks so much.  I’m not sure if I’ve ever been so exhausted.

And I, of course, am returning to work in the morning.  Oh joy.

Yoga on Kamari Beach

Yoga on Kamari Beach

On my honeymoon in Santorini, Greece, I asked my kind wife to take pictures of me doing yoga on Kamari Beach.  My very first European and black sand beach.

It was hard to ground my feet into the rock.  The black rock, from a volcano from 1200 B.C.  I did it anyway, finding balance, finding stability, ignoring any discomfort I may have felt.  After a bit I wandered over to the actual black sand itself, and I ground my feet, I ground my hands.  I lifted my legs into a headstand after grinding my elbows into the sand.

Traveling opens up so much for me.  It shows me pieces of myself, it teaches me about the world.  It makes me realize how much I limit myself back home, when I’m living life day to day, working and paying my bills.  It makes me remember how limitless I really am, how much we all are.  It reminds me that I can do anything.  We forget that, we really do

It made me realize that I can teach yoga for eating disorder recovery, that I really can.  Why couldn’t I?

I’d be the only reason that I couldn’t.  It’d only be my lack of confidence, my lack of bravery and lack belief in myself standing in my way.

Standing on black sand, standing on the crumbling steps of Oia, standing on another continent with my new wife made me realize that I want to stop standing in my own way.

Taking these yoga poses on the beach also made me realize how much I missed my yoga practice which had dwindled this past Summer and early Fall with all the stress of exhaustion of planning and affording a wedding.

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My Honeymoon In Santorini, Greece

My Honeymoon In Santorini, Greece

A few days after our wedding my wife and I left for our honeymoon destination of Santorini, Greece.  Despite arriving there exhausted, from traveling over twenty-four hours to get there, it was an amazing honeymoon.  We had a blast, we learned, we grew, we both read two entire books during the travel.  We drank so much wine, so much wine, everyday,  and we ate authentic food from another culture, and loved it.  We went scuba-diving on a black sand beach, we swam in the Aegean Sea, and we went on two separate wine tours!  I did yoga on a black sand beach.  We met people from all over the world, talked with them, heard their stories.

  1. This first batch of pictures is the pool at our resort, and the beautiful walk to Kamari Beach from our resort.  It’s Kamari Beach, our very first black sand beach, and the beautiful Aegean Sea which was both cool and refreshing to swim in.

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IMG_7896 IMG_7897 IMG_7898 IMG_7900 IMG_7912  We went on a beautiful boating excursion that took us to a sulphur hot springs, which we both left the boat and swam to.  It took us along the red and white beach, they drove us past the volcano.  They served us a delicious meal on the boat.  They never let our wine glasses empty.  We watched the sunset melt into the Aegean Sea, before we headed back.

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I will never forget this honeymoon.  I will never get over the feeling of traveling, and everything that it does for me.

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My Fairytale-like Lesbian Wedding

My Fairytale-like Lesbian Wedding

Our wedding night was fun, exciting, a whirlwind, beautiful, and couldn’t have been any more perfect.  But something even more magical is that the entire day was a blast, and so special to me, from start to finish.

Getting ready all day long in the hotel room, with my three bridesmaids, my three best friends, and my Mother was a blast.  My matron-of-honor played music, the hair and makeup artist flew from one of us girls to the other, excited talk filling the room the entire time.

Being put into my wedding dress by my Mother, and my photographer, and her assistants was a whirlwind.  The feeling of being fastened, of them helping me decide how long to wear my wedding necklace, and how many bangles to wear on my arm was Earth changing.  This was it.  In just a few hours I was going to marry the woman I had happily spent the past four years with.  I was going to marry her, my partner.  The feeling of knowing this in my gut was wonderfully indescribable.

Much of this year has been spent with me anxiously worrying about how nervous I was going to be the entire wedding.  I knew for certain that I’d be a mess in that wedding chapel, crying, and emotional.  I worried about so much attention on me.  I worried I’d feel shy at the reception, about dancing, about everything.

And this is not how the ceremony, or the wedding at all, went for me.  I was cool as a cucumber, confident, happy, excited, calm, and I had the time of my life.  It was the best night of my life.  That night, that night singularly, over the past twenty-eight years.

I’ll stop with the wedding night rambling, and get to the pictures.  These are not the official pictures from the photographer-we have not received those yet.  Only one, and that’s the featured image you see above.  I didn’t have my phone on me all night, I was too caught up in my new wife, and close family and friends.  These pictures were taken by those said family and friends.  When we do get the official wedding pictures, I will make another post.


Mehndi Ceremony

Mehndi Ceremony

The Saturday before our wedding my Mom’s only brother and his wife threw a Mehndi Ceremony for my wife and I.

They invited my then wife-to-be’s immediately family, and her three bridesmaids. My bridesmaids and our extended family members were also invited.  All ten females of our bridal party were there.

First, was the henna.  Both my wife and I, all our bridesmaids, our Mothers, my sister-in-laws,and our nieces had henna done.  My aunts and first cousins did as well.  They served homemade Indian food.  Everything was delicious, and fun.  There was so much love and light in their house this afternoon.  It was such an incredible feeling to experience our families coming together like this, and for such an important and sacred tradition.

After the mehndi, they did a bangle ceremony, in which our bridesmaids and Mom’s slid bangles on our arms, and we slid some on theirs.   I will never forget this day, and the incredible feeling of being so loved, and held.