Tag: follow your heart

  • Calloused

    Calloused

    When I was a kid, the men in my family had calloused hands and Daddy had a row of callouses on the palms of each hand from continually gripping things, especially a shovel, or axe. Back then, callouses were evidence of hard work. I was grateful for the winter to wear long sleeves, but now…

  • Ritual for Mornings

    Ritual for Mornings

    Your heart and soul know what you need, and what it wants, but the plan doesn’t deviate. To sum it up in one word, I’d choose ‘water’, and it’s a series of small things that water mine. Over the weekend, I made a decision to take time for ritual, especially in the morning. I’d noticed…

  • Dormant

    Dormant

    The young girl with a love for fairytales had matured into a woman. It took decades to become this woman and there was so much more ‘becoming’ left to do. She had grown to love and admire this warrior/woman challenging her reflection in the mirror, flashing that sheepish grin that has others asking, “What is…

  • The Glitter Stapler

    The Glitter Stapler

    Practical can be pretty. It may not be as sturdy, or dependable as the logical choice, but it’s more fun. Pretty is to be enjoyed ever how long it lasts but holds no guarantee of how long that’ll be. I don’t recall the whole story but remember the gist of it to share. My daughter…

  • 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

    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…