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On Friday’s
A few months ago, when they first became available, I purchased a cherry tomato plant. It’s done well, but I feel sorry for it because it hasn’t had a chance to mass produce. Every time a tomato turns red, I pluck it from the vine, wipe it with my shirt and eat it. I’ve been…
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Everything I Need
This morning I woke up thinking, “I miss walking the hood in the mornings”. Then, through my kitchen window, I saw a woman who I haven’t seen walking before, but I recognized the dog that was with her and knew exactly where she lived. Winnie and Denver were barking at the dog through another window.…
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Lovely
It’s been an odd week. I’ve been disappointed by people, but then others showed up to fill in the gaps of disappointment. As long as we just keep doing the next right thing, it all has a weird way of working itself out, but patience is a must. I want to share how the story…
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Sanctuary
When my daughter came to visit she walked in the door and asked, “What’s that’s smell?”, but she meant it in a good way. The house smells different on any given day depending on how I live, so I couldn’t really pinpoint it for her. There was a Voluspa candle burning, but there was also…
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Let Life Flow
My daughter and her boyfriend came to visit and we spent the entire afternoon together. A year ago, or even less, I would have planned a feast with some of their favorite foods, but it was kind of spur of the moment and all I had was a fridge full of vegetables, so I decided…
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A Life of Enough
All is calm on this weekend morning which is how I tend to like it. I moved the desk from the back of the house to the front and as I sit to write this I’m gazing out the window overlooking the front yard. Nothing is moving. Not a single leaf, or branch on the…
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Trust Your Inner Ding
My morning wakeup call arrives courtesy of an owl. It’s odd that such a muffled hoot will pull me from a sound slumber, but then again it seems fitting. Up until now, I presumed the owl lived in a nearby tree, like in a neighbors backyard to be able to hear it so clearly. This…
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Matcha the Moment
A steady flow of challenges have occurred this month and I don’t get excited when this happens, but I remain curious to what each one wants to show me. When life becomes stressful, I look for quiet moments to practice the breath and sometimes this includes watching a calm, 10 minute video on one of…
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Accept the Good
I haven’t always been a walking bucket of positivity. I certainty wasn’t taught the power of positive thinking as a child, or raised to accept the good, so by the time I was an adult, I had a negative slant on life. My parents spent a lot of time worrying. At the age of 20,…
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Soak It Up
My phone rang at 8:00 am and it was unsettling to see it was my sister calling. She never calls that early and my first thought was, “Who died?”, but she wanted to catch me first thing to wish me a happy birthday. Her call set the tone for the rest of the day. I…
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A Place to Land
Julia Cameron says, “You don’t have to be in the ‘mood’ to write…just write.” I know there are words that want to be written, but they seem far away. Living solo it’s easy to slip into these quiet phases, but for a writer it can also be dangerous. There’s a stack of cards by Sacred…
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Dropped a Leaf
There’s one sound no plant lover wants to hear. It’s when a leaf drops from an indoor tree and lands on the floor. It’s the quietest thud to be so alarming. Sometimes, it’s normal because the leaf has aged to the point of letting go, but more often than not it means they’re not happy…
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Just for Fun
Jacob Nordby posted this and they’re fun, so I wanted to share. When you gaze at the letters, what words jump out at you? Some of mine are Grow, Flow, Manifest, Rest, Slowdown, Surrender and Transform. The longer you look, the more you’ll see. What words rise up to you? Feature Photo by Daiga Ellaby…
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The Age of Endless Possibilities
I have a tendency to go, ‘all-in’, on whatever I choose to do, but thankfully, with age, I’m reminded there are steps. Learning something new in reverse is where I find myself with watercolors, but I had to relax and soften my ‘can do’ attitude. I got reeled in on Instagram by a watercolor book…
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The Most Sacred Phase
It felt like coming home after being away for months, or at the very least, sliding my feet into my favorite pair of fuzzy slippers at the end of a long day. Over the weekend, the desk returned to the writing room and I sat down, gazed out the window in hopes of seeing a…
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