I am a master of slow living, I always have been. If I applied the 10,000-hour theory (that it takes 10,000 hours of practice plus a natural ability to succeed) I can add reading, naps and drinking coffee to my repertoire, which helps explain how I achieved my masters in slow living.
Tell Your Story
My heart latched onto these words, recognizing the truth in their message and quickly becoming my why for doing what I do. These words will change the world. A big statement I know, but follow me on this. Words have the power to instantaneously change our mindset. […]
Some of my fondest memories take place at the kitchen table with my grandpa, sketching my latest idea for a project to build in the workshop. Grandpa would sit quietly, watching me draw, encouraging me with a nod, steering me in the right direction with […]
He was right. The guy from my university art class who said my final term project would end up in a box, forgotten. He wanted to buy it from me, was persistent about it, but I kept turning him down. I had spent countless days […]
The planet does not need more ‘successful people.’ The planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers and lovers of all kinds. –Dalai Lama- This quote has stayed with me. The words read like a call to action, reminding me of an Uncle Sam recruitment […]
I hung up the phone with the doctor. It was confirmed that yes, I did have another miscarriage and no, we don’t need you to come in for further testing, not until you’ve had three. Three miscarriages. My heart was barely surviving two, how was […]
Have you had this moment? Thinking life would be easier if morphing into a 1950’s housewife felt right. If staying home, raising kids, tailoring curtains to their desired length while whipping up meatloaf for dinner felt right? And please, lets not forget our hair, which […]
At the end of it all, what are we left with but our story? All of life’s moments wrapped up into one beautiful journey of love and loss, struggle and growth. An invisible thread, transporting us instantaneously with something as simple as a smell, an […]
My grandmother first introduced me to Alice. She didn’t call her Alice at the time, but the story she shared left no doubt in my mind, this beautiful flower did in fact have a name. And it was Alice.
Meh…I have zero motivation for anything I should be doing. Nothing. Not an ounce of energy. And it’s not some monumental project causing my inability to get off the couch. It’s little things, like sweeping the floor.My house doesn’t handle neglect well. She’s been pampered and spoiled […]