I posted just last week about not knowing what I want to be when I grow up. – Read: When I Grow Up I Wanna Be a Firetruck.
I can’t get this off my mind. I have been thinking and thinking and mulling this idea over in my head and my heart. It all boils down to, “Why did I ever stop doing the things I loved?”
The only tangible reason I can think of was that I was worried about getting hurt.
Continue reading “Little Miss Humble? Or Mister Big Ego?”
Handmade. I am about to scare the shit out of some of you.
My recent post (Check it out by Clicking Here “Journey is not a Buzz Word”) gave a little glimpse into my recent thoughts and wanderings, but a glimpse is not nearly as scary as jumping in with both feet.
I love handmade things.
I can feel the love someone has put into creating something. The time spent thinking about a loved one while they create a special gift for them is much more valuable than any monetary token.
Continue reading “Handmade with Love”
When life isn’t as romantic as the fantasy in our heads, we can still choose to be happy – even if that happiness comes with asking for help and a some hard work.
When we want change we often think to begin anew we need to have a concrete end to something else – a thing that often has no relation to the change we actually want to see happen. How many of us have waited until the following Monday before starting a diet? Or thought that we had to end a relationship in order to start fresh within ourselves? It doesn’t have to be this way, and I am going to tell you why using mindfulness to create a new beginning within yourself can and should be done even amidst times of stress and turmoil.
Continue reading “Mindfulness: Creating a New Beginning”