Newport Aquarium, Newport Oregon

Photos from today at the Newport Aquarium. 

I don’t think videos work here. 

I have mostly video. 

A nice little Aquarium. 

Highly recommended. 

Met a biologist there and had a nice talk about natural 

habitats and how to create them, Rivers, biology, education etc. 

Brad from Portland. Hi! 

Sylvia Beach Hotel

Just back from Oregon, Newport, and kickin around Nye Beach..
My Favorite place to go and write and be inspired is the Sylvia Beach Hotel, each of 20 rooms designed to fit a famous author to a T.. with so much charm it oozes inspiration all over the Pacific Coast..

I ran out of charge on my phone, so only got two rooms, here's a preview.. I hope to go back asap to write for a few weeks, Universe willing..

This is Colettes Room, She wrote Gigi, there are rooms for Twain, and Thoreau, and Shakespeare, and so many wonderful authors..Colette is 193.00 a night. I only need 2 weeks..:)

A beautiful Life...

I'm back home now after 5 days away at the beach in Oregon (Yachats, and New Port, Florence) and later Portland
(International Hostel).

Portland Photos, hostel and near by Beth Israel..

Ellison House International Hostel in Portland, my room up top (side) left.
D/click on photos to enlarge









Beth Israel


I had a simply wonderful time, couldn't have had better company,(me)..and being adventurous, being myself, (me and adventure are synonymous).
I have loved every moment of my trip, and it just felt, so familiar, (so like myself) to do every single thing I did.

Every stop, every stay, every person I met, every place I stopped to eat, every fire I built, every walk I took, every decision I made, was made from a depth of who I am, a curiosity that I have always been, but at times lost sight of.
It was so completely being me to do this, that I feel refreshed, as if I have been away from this house I live in, for a lifetime.

When you listen to your own music, march to your own drummer, love your own self, when you just let yourself guide you, and forget what every body else thinks; wants, predicts, judges, explains, and you just be, do, what you are,, all of time is redeemed and you know you have never left yourself for a moment. Leaving is a dream. (and one you decided to indulge in, for variety).

Its all ok, life is all ok, beautiful, and glorious..

Yachats Oregon, my place by the sea..







I am my best friend. I vacated this place of everyday life, and spent time alone with mySelf. It was as if I left forever, spending time with me. Hard to explain, the beauty of enjoyment of My Self, but I wasn't alone , or lonely. I was completely filled with appreciation and love for each moment, whether mind was scurrying or at complete peace.

Mostly , I was at joyful peace, and in love with this I Am.

All my friends were there with me in my heart.
How could I be lonely?

THank you for be-ing..

I really shoudn't tell about the Sylvia, I hate giving these 'secret' hideaways away

Thing called life, by pondering pool
I relate to this!! Take a look...

Am I Truly non judgmental...or?


Security Blanket


I found this line of cards at The Sylvia Hotel in Newport. ..And a few other decent lines as well.



Sylvia hotel in Newport OR
intro...This is truly a hotel for book lovers. There are no t.v.'s, no radios, no phones (although 2 public phones are available.) It is a quiet place on most days. Except for the glorious storms. Then the wind howls, the building shakes, and the rain pounds down. Some days it's warm and sunny and the sky is bright blue. Some days there's morning fog. Some days the wind makes you stay inside and read! Some days are rainbow days, the weather just can't decide. The ocean is always present. (The hotel is on a 45 foot bluff right above the surf.) You move into the rhythm of the sea. Perhaps that's why time seems to slow way down, almost to a standstill.

So Sunday night, I may just stay in the Melville room....it has a king size bed.. I can toss and turn as if I were on the Pequoid..


Nye Beach, Newport OR
Sam Irvin promoted Nye Beach as a destination resort area in the 1880's. By the early 1900's, L.C. Smith, a realtor, promoted the area as "The Promised Land." Smith was responsible for many of the wooden boardwalks which linked the Nye Beach oceanfront neighborhood to the bayfront area.

Yachats OR


pronounced YAH-hots, is derived from the Chinook Indian word, Yahuts, meaning dark water at the foot of the mountain. Nestled between the lush forested mountains of the Coast Range and the lapping waves of the Pacific surf, the charming little village of Yachats opens a window to the environment. It is the ideal place for rest, relaxation and renewal, discovery and romance.

( well, I think it is safe to say I will be leaving out the last part..I don't even remember what that words means, anyone???
Unless miracles still happen!!

Oh Another great Secret place of mine is exposed in Sunset Magazine, whoever wrote it, needs a tour guide...with experience..
He/She thinks you sprain your ankles walking the streets Of San Miguel de Allende. well well, not so, Wear your tennis and you get a nice foot massage..Even sandals, I have been all over San Miguel many times on foot, and never stumbled, guess you need to know how to walk.

San Miguel De Allende..it was ruined years ago, but you can still go , and see what is left of an art colony once entrepreneurs get ahold of it..
"In the 1950s, San Miguel de Allende became a destination known for its beautiful colonial architecture and its thermal springs. After World War II San Miguel began to revive as a tourist attraction as many demobilized United States GIs discovered that their education grants stretched further in Mexico at the U.S.-accredited art schools, the privately-owned Instituto Allende, founded in 1950, and the Bellas Artes, a nationally chartered school.


American ex-servicemen first arrived in 1946 to study at the art school. By the end of 1947, Life magazine assigned a reporter and photographer to do an article on this post-war phenomenon. A three-page spread appeared in the January 5, 1948, edition under the headline “GI Paradise: Veterans go to Mexico to study art, live cheaply and have a good time.” This was possible when apartments rented for US$10 a month, servants cost US$8 a month, rum was 65 cents a quart and cigarettes cost 10 cents a pack.
As a result of the publicity, more than 6,000 American veterans immediately applied to study at the school. Stirling Dickinson thought that San Miguel, which then had a population of fewer than 10,000, could only handle another 100 veterans, bringing the student body to around 140."
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