tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90501589481202478162026-05-13T03:46:20.851-07:00intentionally, nickiintentionally - happy, wild & free spirit, restless, untamed & wide awake Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.comBlogger1010125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-84794909491351762072021-10-05T04:59:00.001-07:002021-10-05T04:59:12.870-07:00...her grandmother Her grandmother was graceful and strong from the time she could remember. She would stop by after school to help her in her yard where her grandmother had more species of plants then she had ever seen in one place before or even since then. Giant elephant ears much bigger than she was and made her fantasize of Neverland places of wonder, roses, wild flowers and so many Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-4911988446185464182021-10-05T04:53:00.001-07:002021-10-05T04:53:34.540-07:00...in the wordsWords are everything.Words describe your prison and your escape.They are epitome of freedom, itself.Words have the ability to crush or save you.They heal and they hurt like hell.The will restore your faith in humanity or they will call for its destruction....they will bring you to your knees.Words are simply everything.To combine words with music is the simple greatest thing Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-33675788064773960572021-09-19T08:43:00.004-07:002021-10-05T04:55:28.391-07:00...men, the romanticMen throughout history have shown themselves to be capable of being the most romantically of creatures. Soutful romantics and primal passionate lovers. Why discount them to the current stereotypes?Wars have been started over love, men have searched to the ends of the earth to find a woman they loved during wartime.Men write & sing of their hearts desires. They have built castles Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-86930139122858669802021-09-14T05:39:00.000-07:002021-09-14T05:39:13.579-07:00...his breath She didn't need him the way you might think. It was so much more than that.She needed him in a way that she needed air, more so in her mind.His breath breathed life into her soul.She wished nothing more than each moment with him to last for all eternity. His tongue like a flame from his fire flickered on her lips, making his way into her mouth, was her interpretation of Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-16659403144839735652021-08-15T08:21:00.000-07:002021-08-15T08:21:54.420-07:00...the skirtThis dress I wear as often I choose and wherever I want. She supposed it was from being a bit poor growing up. They had never had much and rarely had expensive or very nice things.Whatever the reason, she had the chocolate brown wrap skirt and matching sleeveless top that showed off her summer tan hanging in her closet with the tags still hanging from them. The skirt was Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-43462201978743297862021-07-20T03:30:00.001-07:002021-07-20T03:30:00.230-07:00...be bold be intentionally bold!What do you want to do, to try, to experience? What holds you back?What do you wait for?If you hold back on simple things, how will you ever be ready for the bigger experiences?Be brave!Try new things every chance you get. Seek new places, experiences in your life. You wait for this or that, years go by.The time is now - take the trip, go down the Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-54056190029197803752021-07-19T21:58:00.003-07:002021-07-19T21:58:44.823-07:00life is...Order is an illusionLife is beautiful chaos.It is wild, messy & free.It is multidimensional energy& it is fucking delicious.Embrace what you know to be true.Love purely without conditions.Let go of the rest.intentionally, nickiNickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-1410756483483981742021-06-07T15:47:00.000-07:002021-06-07T15:47:05.579-07:00...soul on fireShe longed to disappear entirely, To vanish into the wilds.Where rejection could not find her.Where her chaos could be set free.Her soul could be on fire& no one would demand she extinguish it.Where she didn't have to pretend.Her soul, back into the wild -From whenst it came.- N. MarshallNickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-63543000428325480862021-06-06T11:41:00.001-07:002021-06-06T11:41:19.922-07:00Sunday Surf These days Sunday is for surfing. I find it to be a religious experience.The waves, wind, vibes & community makes more of an impact on me than much else.Families with little ones, young and older alike all with the same goal of a beautiful exchange with nature at it's most glorious. It is energy.It is pure & raw - it is life.Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-89942700711413755842021-06-03T13:21:00.001-07:002021-06-03T13:21:00.246-07:00Weekend Vibes - Road Trippin StyleWhat is the weekend for you? Is it a time to crash and binge on housework and TV shows?What could it be?It could be a set time to be the adventurer in you calling out.A time to explore on mini-road trips.Write down places you want to explore within four hours of you.Pick one weekend each month to take off.Or per week if you're extra daring.It doesn't have to be expensive - tent, air Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-90032596206727531022021-03-24T20:55:00.013-07:002021-06-15T20:44:11.904-07:00...the boat caretaker We all have a story.He was seventy-four years old and was of island decent, weathered from years in the sun and hard work. Deep creases around his eyes from squinting in the sun and from the sorrow he had endured throughout his life. Most of his teeth were missing, but he didn't seem to mind at all - it added character. Deeply tanned from years of sailing and sun.  Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-43021478431130950072021-02-04T20:31:00.001-08:002021-02-04T20:31:03.489-08:00...the hatAbout the hat...Most of the time in this little town there is a art fest/fair held weekly. We go just to be a part, smile and talk to the artists even though we very rarely can buy anything. They have music and we like being a part of the community. At this point we always see people we know who stop us to chat. Some I don't know, they just recognize us from Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-87439750893093159642020-12-30T07:12:00.001-08:002020-12-30T07:17:20.242-08:00...delicious love I want dangerous, delicious lovelike hurricane windsrunning & giggling with joy during a torrential downpourdancing by campfire barefooted with a shot of whiskey in hand lovedelicious goosebumps all over kind of lovelove that makes you both question the universe & simply understand the meaning of it all at oncelove that you melt into his very soulforget the world for Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-61916898764796474212020-12-27T08:36:00.000-08:002020-12-27T08:36:55.353-08:00...into the seastanding on the beach before the hurricane winds hit their full capacity was the only thing that ever made any sense to her she would scream into the ocean during a storm "what do you want of me?". her fists clinched, angry tears streaming down her face - she would demand to know her purpose why was she to be left aloneit was three in the morning and she would write, her thoughts Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-81338542511556987092020-12-12T22:34:00.000-08:002020-12-12T22:34:10.671-08:00...the pullshe should have known better all along. from his very first written words to her...she should have known and perhaps somewhere deep inside, she did. she choose to push it aside - the pull. he pulled her to him. when a wild woman falls, she falls mind over body. to capture her mind is everything and to capture her soul? well that my love, is beyond even whatNickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-46144219762766490792020-12-10T11:54:00.000-08:002020-12-10T11:54:04.982-08:00...pieces & wordsshe wanted it all she simply could not understand the concept of accepting anything short of his mind, body and soul. the thought of having part of him - she told herself that she would rather have some than none. but it drove her slightly mad to even think that part would ever be enough. she could not fathom his choosing to give a piece and not his wholeNickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-14771733338005809322020-12-01T21:15:00.001-08:002020-12-01T21:15:02.549-08:00...the need to live fullyI have this friend whom I have know for quite sometime. He drove and showed up at my house up north when I decided to turn my life upside-over and moved me and my kids out. He showed up.He asked me what made me do it. What finally made me walk through the wet paint I had backed myself into a corner with. Figuratively speaking, of course.To which I answered without Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-43124820943514197532020-11-30T21:30:00.013-08:002020-11-30T21:30:03.184-08:00...tropic tuesdayFind your happiness - outside. Wherever you are - find it. Palm trees or aspen trees covered in snow. You are surrounded by beauty. It is up to you to see it. This is your life - live fully and live purposefully.Breathe DeepJoin me on instagram - IntentionallyNicki- intentionally, nickiNickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-3762106078383169442020-11-29T21:30:00.001-08:002020-11-29T21:30:06.906-08:00...turn it all upside-overEveryone could use a different perspective every so often. Look at things differently and from a new direction. Always be moving forward and soaking it all in as you move from adventure to adventure.This is your life! Live it fully. Play, run, sing loud and throw your hands in the air and yell "Woooo Hoooo!" What a glorious life it can be if we so choose to see it Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-85001053762950485412020-11-28T21:01:00.003-08:002020-11-28T21:01:04.155-08:00...Sunday Slow Morning Reads Sunday morning, if no other morning should always be slow. Soak in the slowness of it all. Devour each delicious moment of moving purposefully and slow. Not a lazy or complacent slow...but a cultivated and savory experience of it all - slow. Reading, special brew coffee, blankets that make you smile, lovely and cultured music. I love to let the sun shine in, to closeNickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-20159245174802616652020-11-27T20:19:00.000-08:002020-11-29T09:06:11.834-08:00...Sunkiss SaturdaysSeek the sun out. Never underestimate it's healing power. Pure Sun - without blocking chemicals. Close your eyes and soak it in. Listen and breathe. This is your life. Take NO day for granted. Tomorrow may or may not come.Unplug. Go outside and breathe deep.Face towards the sun and soak it up!Join me on Instagram - IntentionallyNickiNickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-25449521689792881192020-10-15T07:17:00.000-07:002020-10-15T07:17:14.541-07:00...forwardit was a dream i know, but i went to take a picture of where i was. something specific for him, that he would think was so damn cool and just as i took it - i cried. i realized i had no where to send it. i woke up in tears.i don't dream of it all...of him often. it rarely happens, i am thankful my dreams are not haunted by the memory of him.he would be happy for me though.Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-61716037451642886892020-10-14T07:13:00.005-07:002020-10-14T07:13:46.713-07:00soak in the momentsThis moment - after a week of no sun and rain...first thing in the morning, on my way to the gym...pure bliss! I can't even describe it. II had to take a picture. The pure deliciousness of moments like these are what true life is about. A free life, is all about. Soak up every single one - intentionally. Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-44151047904059163922020-10-12T07:22:00.001-07:002020-10-15T07:46:42.143-07:00creating your photo wallIntentionally create your photo wall. It is not narcissistic to create your own space. You are creating memories of your most favorite moments. i spent decades being absorbed in the life of a mother. my life revolved soley on my kids, husband and home. i have less than a handful of pictures of myself while raising my oldest children. my life has been Nickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050158948120247816.post-44367043503247167762020-09-28T20:12:00.002-07:002020-10-14T07:21:57.085-07:00...colorintentionally include color in your daily life surround yourself with bold colors, soft textures for feel good vibessoak up the moments - every delicious moment of joycultivate gratitude for it all as you rise & shinethankful for beautiful moments of utter brilliance here & now- intentionally, nickiNickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17976426925886370873noreply@blogger.com0