A post for my sister who likes my short posts the best. (Not you, Cinta. Or you, Theresa, or Deed or Haley…) I make a habit of eye-balling other people’s grocery carts when I’m grocery shopping. I’m sure they think I’m being nosy and judgemental -
Communication has the potential to change everything. And it certainly has the potential to diffuse a dramatic outcome. When I’m scrambley, overwhelmed and overstimulated I don’t even think twice now about saying; “You know what? I’m pretty overstimulated right now, but I want to hear this story,
Has this ever happened to you? I used to have these wonderful beautiful moments, and recognize them, but then was constantly pulling myself out of them by thinking; “yeah, but I have this bill that’s due next week, or, I have that dentist appointment in a couple days (not
The Untethered Soul by Michael A. Singer is a potent heavy read. And one of my go-to’s. I often find myself reading a paragraph and then having to put the book down to ponder the depth and meaning for a day or two. I will share my favorite passage
This morning I woke up thinking about boundaries. And specifically how me shoring up my personal boundaries has made me more present, loving, approachable and welcoming. Which seems like one of those contradictory situations. But it’s not. I’m realizing that when my healthy boundaries are set and strong
I was very pregnant with Henry. We were at the point that any day could be the day, but my due date wasn’t for another week. I was ready. One day, while doing something very ordinary, I heard a voice tell me that I wasn’t going to have
It’s easy to feel angry, frustrated, or annoyed when I’m still in the middle of the thing that is driving me mad. But now each time I attempt to recognize it for what it is a little earlier than the time before. Instead of writhing in those uncomfortable
I find it valuable when I’m reminded about the magic wand exercise. So, here I am reminding you today. If you could wave a magic wand today and change whatever you wanted for your life, what would that be? Keep yesterday’s post in mind with this question because
When I was little it was my dream to become a ninja. One of many dreams. That dream didn’t change as I got older. It was a challenge though. I had no idea how to achieve this. What did being a ninja even mean to me? Scaling walls at
I’m not here to prove I’m an authority figure. On anything. I’m here to show you what I think, feel, and know - know for now. I’m here to share with you what I’ve learned. What works for me. Which is not guaranteed to work
It happens Every. Single. Time. Every camp. And this is my 8th camp! Once a day I go beet red. So that’s 5 times per camp. Like beeeeeeetttt red. And it lasts for 5 minutes. It’s the longest 5 minutes of my life because I know that it’
Just a quick thought on a busy morning; 9 out of my 10 posts have been written the morning they were published. I’ve tried writing the day before and at different times through out the day but the interruptions, responsibilities, and therefore lack of focus, make it tricky. This