As I sift through the endless stream of “good riddance 2020” posts on social media, I can’t help but pause and feel grateful for this so called cursed year. A year ago on this date I likely couldn’t have predicted how far I would have come in a year. Do I say this every year?…
Weekly Reflections: Sept 7-13
Hello! I’m not entirely sure what to write about this week. The week itself was full of “regular” busy-ness between work and organizing myself for the course I have been teaching over the past few days. In all honesty I was so mentally focused on the two big things up coming (house possession and course)…
Weekly Reflections: Aug 31-Sept 6 2020
As I sit down to write this morning with my lovingly prepared coffee I’m surrounded by packing chaos and the soothing sound of the fall breeze outside my window (alongside the usual traffic and city noises outside our apartment). Since we purchased a home outside the city limits it seems like we notice more and…
Weekly RoundUp: Aug 24-20 2020
Writing and expressing creatively has been a big intention for me this year. Starting now I am setting the intention to do weekly blog updates. When I started this blog almost a decade ago it was exactly that. A weekly excursion into my weekly reflections. I’m not sure when or why I was drawn away…
Fast Forward
It seems almost too serendipitous that ten years almost to the date of the formal graduation and marked transition out of high school I found myself back at a wedding celebration in my home town community. Combine that with the ever present pop up memories on social media from the decade ago period of life…
The Debts I Owe Myself
For about six weeks now we’ve been home, safe, in our cozy apartment- much to the resident cats delights (we think, anyway). Having a well timed month long holiday in New Zealand with my boyfriend, mom and set dad to “ease” ourselves home and into pandemic mode. Our travels were really not effected and our…
The Curator
I dreamt last night of standing in a large meadow facing a familiar mountain. Sparrows darted in and out of the tall grass, keeping wild boars at bay. Sparrows, in dreams, can symbolize innocence, restlessness, and freedom. They can also be related to family life. Wild Boars, can symbolize courage, assertiveness, and confrontation. A suggestion…
Contentment: A Contrast
I missed my New Years post this year. The truth is I wasn’t quite sure how to write it. This year has brought more evolutions than one shift in calendar years can reflect. I suppose that it reflects the turning of a century more than ever. Last I wrote I spoke to creating space for…
Space, Wide Open
I used to have this dream when I was on the cusp of falling asleep. I was floating through the world and as I drifted my size would change. I would shift from shrinking so much that everything around me seemed so massive to expanding in such a way that I was taking up huge…
Closure + Balance
The never ending quest. The last time I wrote about my personal journey I spoke about the concept of living at ease. This theme has become the theme of my summer. What started as a shift into realizing that it was safe and okay to NOT choose the harder road (yes, this actually took convincing)…
