Friends, I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for many things this year - one of which was the Friendsgiving I attended. I spent the morning cleaning and cooking and missing my family, but as I walked into my friends' home, I could hardly believe how much life and joy was gathered … Continue reading Giving Thanks.
Happy Sunday, friends! Today is Father's Day. My dad loved the Beatles and The Far Side. He taught himself to draw and play the guitar - sometimes at 2 a.m. on a school night. He bought batteries, light bulbs, and trash bags in quantities so large bulk doesn't cover it. He did kind things anonymously, … Continue reading Father’s Day.
Happy Valentine's Day! We all know V-Day can be tricky, whether you're in a romantic relationship or not. Consumerism criticisms aside, I love this holiday. I love that there's a day on the calendar devoted to telling people you love them. It's a good excuse to reach out to my family and send funny memes … Continue reading Happy V-Day, or F*ck You, I-25.
It is not yet spring, but I see it today in the deep blue sky. Spring announces her approach on the wind blowing through my open windows, carrying the sun that warms my face and a bright patch on the floor beside me. She calls to me through the finches who are perched in the … Continue reading Awakening.
Happy Thursday, friends! Wherever you are, I hope your week has been a good one. Aside from an hour of wondering if Mercury was in retrograde, mine has been top-notch. This year, I made only one New Year's goal: more love. So far, it's been satisfying and transformative. Household chores look very different through the … Continue reading Work it Out.
Happy New Year, Friends! This January 1, I sat down with my journal to write my 2019 goals. I had been dreading it most of the morning - it had been far too long since I'd written in those pages. I had fallen off my self-care wagon, and perfection-fueled judgment started to tug at my … Continue reading More.
Lately, I’ve been a little hard on myself. I started a new job, and it is helping me see that I struggle to offer myself much grace. My anxiety often manifests as perfectionism, which leaves no room to learn, grow, or feel safe trying something new. It’s a pinched, scary place to live. I am … Continue reading Love is a Verb.