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Happy New Year!

Happy New Year my friends!  There were sure a lot of inspiration quotes on Instagram today.  And I am sappy enough to love every bit of them.  New beginnings and hopeful perspectives, wondering what this year holds and letting 2015 fly away.  Like this T.S. Elliot quote:  

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It really is a beautiful opportunity the let old things pass away and start afresh.  And let me say-  get your hopes up.  Expect good things!   Open your eyes, ears, and heart to the beauty of the present moment, focus on good things, remind yourself of what you are thankful for, and know that whether this year brings challenges or triumphs, it is a brilliant chance to grow and learn.  So much love and blessing on you and yours in 2016, from your friends Pilgrim.  

xoxo

 

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Exiting The Comfort Zone

_MG_0058 1 The thing about getting out of your comfort zone is that it requires you to be, well, UNCOMFORTABLE.  Its fun and exciting to talk about adventure, stepping out, taking chances- feels like the whole world opens up to you and anything is possible.  This usually happens after a big cup of coffee for me.  But when you dive headfirst into your grand adventure, pushing yourself beyond your limits and stretching your own boundaries, it doesn't always feel like standing on the front of the titanic, arms spread wide.  Sometimes it does, but sometimes it feels more like sinking.  You may find yourself tired, nervous, awkward, hot, cold, unsure, scared, broke, homesick, exasperated.. but for some odd reason, these things seem to be the tokens that unlock some of the greatest riches of experience.  The moments that would've never happened inside the boundaries of your soft and pillowy zone of comfort.  Campfires, endless stars, connection, deep conversations, hair blowing in the wind, thrills, passionate kisses, new friendships, breathtaking views, late night giggles, greatness, hope, life.  These things exist beyond the leap of faith of which we often find ourselves teetering on the edge.  Sometimes its a big jump, buried deep in your heart, pulling on you to set it free.  Sometimes its a daily disposition of openness that will reveal the true beauty of the life you already lead.  In every case its a conscious decision to embrace every facet of life with a hunger for the true riches hidden within it all.  Believe in the possibilities and embraces the stuggles as they unlock the joy available.  _MG_0628 _MG_0596 _MG_0587  _MG_0394_MG_0410 _MG_0360 _MG_0343 _MG_0227     _MG_0248   _MG_0411 1_MG_0058_MG_0453 1_MG_0394 1_MG_0327 1_MG_0292_MG_0271 1_MG_0240 1_MG_0171 1_MG_0135 1_MG_0129 1

Failure is Awesome

Or what happens when you take all those pinterest quotes seriously......

We left our house.

We loved that house.  Thinking about that big backyard and the way our daughter would explore it brings an ache to my heart even still.  But there was such a burning at the time.  We couldn't shake the need to break out.  We were falling into a rhythm that didn't match the beat of our heart.

"For what its worth: Its never too late to be whoever you want to be.  I hope you live a life you're proud of, and if you find that you're not, I hope that you have the strength to start over." F. Scott Fitzgerald

"Why not go out on a limb? Thats where the fruit is." -Mark Twain

"If you want to take a step you have to give up your balance for a moment."

So we left.  We gave up balance.  We gave up things.  Nearly all of them.  Just stuff.  No big deal.  We had each other.

We moved into a small windowless basement in Aaron's parents' house.  We were thrilled, if a little nervous.  The amazing part was that the basement was all set up as a recording studio, ready to go.  It didn't take long for dots to connect and the perfect producer to come across our path- an old friend who had the skills, the vision, the feel and the interest.  He just needed the space.  We had the space.  Aaron's mom was happy to spend time with Magnolia while we recorded.  Things were lining up.  We had so much fun creating our six-song E.P.

Then, right after we wrapped up recording, certain events (which I may take the time to describe later but not right now) forced us to leave that place pretty quickly and unexpectedly.  We spent a couple weeks at Aaron's sister's house, then a couple months at my sister's house.  Letting go of so much, giving up home, bouncing around and facing challenge after challenge, even cutting my long hair as a symbol of the change and our commitment, was leading me on a journey of growing and learning.  The goal was and is- non-circumstantial peace.  I've written about this before.  To grow in inner strength to the point that external forces cannot shake that peace or determine my happiness.  Ultimately, though I kicked and screamed at moments, I reveled in the challenge, like a weight-lifter endures the pain knowing that the muscle will be built.  I felt like a caterpillar in a cocoon.  My mind was blown at discovering what happens to a caterpillar during metamorphosis.  Everything that was the caterpillar disintegrates into a liquid, the only information remaining being the "imaginal discs", from which the butterfly- a completely different creature- is created.  I was ready to be made new.

"May your choices reflect your hopes, not your fears." -Nelson Mandela

"Sometimes when things are falling apart they may actually be falling into place."

We began to consider a move to California.  We felt a draw out west.  So we took a trip.  We had a few meetings- they went great.  Label interest, publishing interest, movie placement possibilities.  Oh yeah and Aaron got a job as the video director for the 2014 Tom Petty tour.  Things were feeling right again.  We were high and higher.  Driving around L.A., the whole world was laid out before us on a platter.  I guess that's the nature of that beautiful temptress of a city.  I adore high moments like that though.  I let those feelings blossom to their fullest, when they decide to appear.  You know those moments.  They make you dance, they make you sing, they make you scream.  And I let them.  I love them.  Regardless of the inevitable mundane that was to be my next three months.

There was no hollywood glamour involved in moving back in with Aaron's parents when he went out on the three month long tour.  There were, however, a lot of simple, slow, beautiful summer days with my daughter.  Going to the park and my mom's house over and over and over.  Talking, painting, reading, giggling.  And more chances to grow.  Some very long nights.  Lots of lonely evenings.  A gentle fog of sadness at missing my love.  Doing all the things myself that I had learned to rely on him for.  Melting, morphing, growing.

When he finally returned, we drove straight to TX and bought our airstream.  We were wind-in-your-hair and sun-on-your-face happy again.  We began to develop our plan.  Our dream.  Traveling, playing music, living life, going slow, being together, meeting people, filming, creating.  We decided to keep the renovation to the trailer minimal in order to get on the road as quickly as possible.  January 1st was the goal.  The new year came and went.  There was more to do.  March was the new goal.  Came and went.  Unexpected issues with the trailer.  Had to dig deeper.  Waiting, changing plans, adjusting, more growing.

"Don't give up, the beginning is always the hardest."

"If your dreams don't scare you they aren't big enough."

It was taking as much courage as I could muster to dive into such an unknown adventure, but then on top of that, all this start-stop business had me almost tearing my hair out!  Almost.

We continued pushing forward.  Working hard.

April.  Spring.  Here we are now.

After all of that.  Everything we had been working and building towards.  The highs, the lows, the expectations, the learning, the working, pushing, resting, praying, holding open our hands, believing... We find ourselves here.  And what here feels like is a big fat failure.  Even as I write this I kinda know, all is not lost.  But man, it doesn't feel great.  Without going into all the details, it seems as if we may actually have to start over on the trailer.  Many people gut and completely rebuild these vintage airstreams- we chose not to because, like I said, we were rarin' to go.  We simply built it out to a livable extent and called it a "work in progress".  But now, we may have to start over.  Its not clear how we will move forward.  We have no bearing on what this will take.  Our resources are tapped.  Our plans have flopped.  We're still living with family.  We gave up so much.  What do we have to show?  Failure.

But then I remember...

"The master has failed more times than the beginner has ever tried."

"Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will."

"Everything you've ever wanted is on the other side of fear."

"Those who dare to fail miserably, can achieve greatly."

"When something goes wrong in your life just yell 'plot twist!' and move on" (new personal fave)

"Failure is proof that you tried.  Now go try again."

Oh, inspirational quotes by famous and unknown people, you've done it again.  You've filled me with gumption.  Ok, here we go.  We will find a way to replenish.  We will find a way to start over.  We will find a way to keep going.  There is no other option.  We are still working on our new plan, but we know we will make it to the shows we've already booked.  We will do what it takes to get the airstream road-ready and we will live this dream of ours.  We will see this accomplished.

Thank you to everyone who has been a part of our journey so far.  Along with Pinterest quotes, we'd be lost without the wonderful support and encouragement we've received from our friends and family.  We love you!

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The Creative Force

The Creative Force

The moment an artist starts comparing their self to another artist is the moment they lose the opportunity to create something truly YOU-nique... thoughts on creating genuinely new and unmatched art by tapping into your true identity.

Pilgrim "You For Me" Video | Happy Valentines Day

Once upon a time, after finishing my shift at the sushi restaurant where I worked as a hostess, I ran over to a little venue called 12th and Porter to say hi to a friend before going home to get off my feet after a long day. I rushed inside and found that I had missed the band, but I wasn't too concerned.  I said hi to my friend Pricilla and she immediately introduced me to a couple of fellas.  Conversation with one of them came quickly and easily and we were joking and bantering in a matter of moments.  My interested was piqued and my plans for the evening changed.  We talked until 3 in the morning. Five or so years later, he and I wrote this song together as we watched our daughter crawl across the floor after a toy.

Happy Valentines Day. Enjoy.

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A Birth Story

A Birth Story

March 29th, in the dark of the night, I woke up. I was feeling things I had never felt before. I was getting signals that had only ever been described to me. I felt tightening sensations across my stomach and I wondered, is this going to be it? I relaxed as much as possible and dozed as I could. After a few hours I could no longer sleep through them and I was feeling more certain that what I had been waiting months for was now upon me....

Transition

When I found myself crying in the bathtub listening to Some Nights by Fun, I felt a strange mix of fear, power and pain. I tried to pinpoint the reason I was crying. I realized it was because I can't stop fighting. And I'm so tired. I want to give up so bad right now. I want to rest. But I know I won't stop fighting. I just won't. I can't. I'm gonna kick and scream for a moment, lose all hope and vision for a short while and then slap some water on my face, look in the mirror and pull my boot straps up. This is the real raw honest truth. This shit is not easy. No matter what you do. Life is not easy. And if you push back against anything, try and make a change, do something great, care, it gets even harder. It feels like we're trying to lift the world and move it. All of the details involved in just getting moved into the airstream and heading out loom over us like a mountain. So many unknowns, mistakes, our fingers pointing at ourselves over and over, as we bulldoze through everything in our path, even some people, for which I deeply ache. But to the part of me waving the white flag, head down, the stronger part of me is saying gently, you know you're not gonna do that. And I know I'm not. Later I got to talk to a dear friend on the phone, the kind of friend who you can be honest with and say "not so good" to when they say "how are you?"and she pointed me to a spot-on analogy for the situation. A fellow mother, she reminded me of that pivotal and painful part of labor when you are dilating from 8 to 10 cm, before you are ready to push, which is called transition. I easily recalled that excruciating period that preceded the most euphoric and transcendent moment of my life when I first held my baby girl. I thought I couldn't do it. I tried to climb out of the large tub like I could just give up and go home. But then, I did it. Wow, I did it. I will never cease to be proud of and empowered by those hours of labor and delivery. Similarly, something is being birthed in our lives right now. It's grown for months inside of us and now it's time. We've labored and labored and it's about to be here. I can tell that we are right smack in the middle of transition because I've lost the vision and I feel like giving up, sure I simply cannot do this. But once I see where we are, I know we're almost there. It won't be much longer now. So I'll continue to put one foot in front of the other. I've done it before and I can do it again.

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