Tag: follow your heart

  • My Life is a Meme

  • Bring It Inside

    Bring It Inside

    Some of the best life lessons I’ve learned, have been taught by plants. They don’t ask for much, just a warm place to sit, a little bit of food and some water, but they’re not happy when it gets too hot, or too cold. This house has a metal roof, and I woke up this…

  • I See Grace

    A friend Marco Polo’d me and said, “I’m not gonna ask about your Christmas, because I read your blog!” Sometimes I forget that people actually read what’s poured out here, and I’m not really just talking to myself. 😂 I’m happy to be standing in a new year, but I haven’t done a very good…

  • The Magic of Christmas

    The Magic of Christmas

    I’ve been dodging anyone who asks, “How was your Christmas?” I spent time acknowledging the true meaning of Christmas, but didn’t connect to the magic of the season. My daughter and I didn’t get to see one another, so it didn’t feel like Christmas for either of us. Christmas has always been a big deal…

  • Think Small

    Think Small

    Running out of dog food, or half and half will force me out of my house to go buy more, but even the half and half can be replaced with a mixture of milk and cream, which I usually have. If it wasn’t for the dogs, I’d rarely leave home. The dogs add structure to…

  • Full of Thanks

    Full of Thanks

    Hearing the rain made me thankful I followed my heart the day before by lighting a fire in the firepit. I’d been wanting to light one all week, but it’s either been too windy, or rainy to light it. There was a pile of sticks inside the pit collected from the yard over the summer…

  • Collecting Moments

    Collecting Moments

    My daughter thought it was hilarious that I finally scraped the strip of blue tape from the window. Sadly, it helped both of us realize how dirty all our windows are. It’s funny what we notice, but ignore simultaneously and it’s been so long since I’ve cleaned the outside of a window that I’d forgotten…

  • Good Enough

    Good Enough

    While living alone there’s not a lot of opportunity to speak out loud, or to hear yourself talk, so you create small practices. I call friends and family on the phone, or see a neighbor while out for a walk and stop long enough to carry on a conversation. Alone doesn’t mean you lose your…

  • Permission to Rest

    Permission to Rest

    It’s one of the most difficult practices I’ve taken on and has taken all year to come to terms with it. I was born the very last year of the boomer generation, so I learned how to be ‘driven’ and some would say harnessed an ‘over achiever’ attitude. If you rested, you were being lazy…

  • Use Every Room

    Use Every Room

    This post was sitting in drafts but most of it was copied over and published as, ‘Believer’. Here’s a snippet of what’s left. I’m sitting smack in the middle of my daughter’s old room while writing this. Mainly because it’s the coolest room in the house this time of day. In the late afternoon, the…

  • Climb Every Hill

    Climb Every Hill

    It’s difficult getting through the draft folder when I wake up each day with something to share. Today, sobriety is at the forefront of my mind because in 3 days, I’ll be 25 years sober and wouldn’t be sitting here typing without it. My daughter came to visit and said, “Somebody has a sober birthday…

  • Spark Your Heart

    Spark Your Heart

    I’ve taken time this week to pay attention to what sparks my heart. I went into town for a haircut and walking back to my truck I pondered, “What would water your heart on the way home?” I drove straight to my happy place, Hill Country Water Gardens. Walking through this time of year is…

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  • The Fairytale

    The Fairytale

    When Barb shows her crazy a little more than she probably should.

  • A Good Gasp

    A Good Gasp

    I have three pairs of sneakers used during the day and spend a lot of my morning looking for the right pair for what I wish to do. The yard shoes are strictly for working in the yard and filthy, so there’s no telling where I stepped out of them last. The indoor sneaker suits…