Why was I denying that very important part of my life?
The PopOver
The script of our lives is up to each of us to write, act, and react to.
I’m no poet, but i get to…
Weekends used to be for sleeping in. That’s how it’s always been. Now, weekends and weekdays are greeted in the same way, I get to wake up early every day. Before the sun shines bright, I get to wake up early and write. I get to move my body and exercise. I get to organize … Continue reading I’m no poet, but i get to…
What Ifs
We only have now, and the real tragedy is wasting it by trying to rewrite the past.
Breathing with a Plan
“The road to hell is paved with good intentions.” I’m sure you’ve heard this contradictive proverb before. How can good intentions lead to hell? I don’t believe that they lead us straight to hell, but good intentions alone won’t get us very far. There are countless sentences that I begin with; “I plan on…”, “I’m … Continue reading Breathing with a Plan
Rewards
My husband loves yard work. Me, I tend to stick to the inside chores. I have all my life. Growing up and not having a yard to take care of, I didn’t learn or appreciate what it takes to maintain one, but my husband grew up doing his assigned outside duties. One beautiful, blue-skyed day, … Continue reading Rewards
Focus
No wonder my goals aren’t being reached (thanks a lot TikTok!).
Changes
Traditionally on Halloween our family visits a ghostly, wildly decorated house in town. The owners go all out with spooky embellishments complete with a graveyard, a pirate ship that shoots ‘cannons’ every 15 minutes, and zombies. For decades they’ve hired town police to direct traffic and allow crowds of people to walk through their yard … Continue reading Changes
A Phone Charger, Candy Bars, and Life’s Purpose
I recently had the pleasure of going to Kripalu in Massachusetts to take part in the Abundant Magic seminar with Elizabeth Gilbert and Rachel Cargle. A relaxing, yet exciting weekend, with Rachel impressing the importance of knowing our highest values and Elizabeth inspiring us with every word she spoke. In addition to the seminar, I … Continue reading A Phone Charger, Candy Bars, and Life’s Purpose
Grandma, What Big Eyes You Have: Abandoning Childhood Survival Tools
My grandmother was a strong and stunning woman. As a child, I would intently study the way she looked. Her brown hair pulled perfectly into a bun…Her pink lipstick complimenting her glistening skin…And most of all, her big, brown, beautifully expressive, eyes. Back in the day, my mom would drop me off to spend an … Continue reading Grandma, What Big Eyes You Have: Abandoning Childhood Survival Tools
Perfect Dysfunction 