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Going into the holiday season, I am acutely aware of what I ask myself to rise to. I host the Christmas festivities every year and there’s much to do in preparation. There are the decorations which are truly first and foremost for me. Every year, I battle myself for Christmas tree perfection. I created a…
Ideally, I’d make All of the Things Happen to make my Christmas the very best I can make it. My to do list is compiled of cards, decorating, wrapping, stuffing stockings, and food. All of these things I love to do and every year I make an effort to give myself the time and space…
For me, the holidays are all about creativity. Creating and playing with the décor for my tree and my house is a chance to be the real me. A holy spirit thing for me. So let me catch you up on what I’ve been doing and give you a story on how this works or…
The great machine that was Thanksgiving has come and gone, we devoured it and it devoured us. My son returned to college for another 2 1/2 weeks and I emerged from the other side Grateful and worn out. Not much in the mood to cook as I was in food production for most of last…
I feel like I’ve been holding my breath. Waiting for the weather to finally begin changing. Waiting for a new life path to appear. Something about these days feel still. Like I’m waiting for some epiphany about what’s next. I’m perhaps past due for some mindmapping or something to help me divine and anchor myself…
Hello and Happy Halloween and Samhain to you! Halloween used to be one of my favorite holidays. I would dress up and decorate without fail every year and even while Eamon was little. But my interest dwindled when I had Fiona. I just didn’t have the energy anymore. There are posts here on the blog…
Day 52 of #lettinggoofpastshite , my 2023 100 Day Project. Sometimes the letting go is more than physical. Sometimes it has to do with the story we’re telling ourselves. In this case, it had to do with letting go of a memory that could hold me hostage. This was about me letting go of past…
I found myself in the attic today, knowing full well that much of the rest of my 100 Day challenge of letting go of past shite would be found in that space where my entire life is packed into boxes and bins neglectfully carelessly stacked everywhere. I didn’t have cold feet but I did have…
I came back from delivering my first born to his collegiate destination and I felt good. I had done this job, my job as well as I could. I stayed high on it for several days as I poured my energy back into my clearing and decluttering for my 100-day project that isn’t even halfway…
I embody many me’s on any given day. The person I chose to act on behalf of yesterday isn’t all the same as the one I will be working for today. Yesterday I was the grilled cheese coach and photographer for preteen girls who swear they don’t want to be teens. I was the re-potter…
