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Been playing that same game I seem to like to do with thoughts of my time. I want to change my routine and include more writing and creative time again in my days. And then day after day, the time that I thought I’d do this slips away into the vortex of chores. It’s not…
I finally vanquished the constant chatter of fear in my head, and now I seem to be able to get more done. I show up wherever I think I need to and do what needs doing, often without listing it on a to do list. Yesterday I cleaned out the downstairs closet in need of…
I’ve been doing a lot of clearing in my life this past year. Being trapped at home makes the clutter become a little more annoying. And so I began to load out stuff. I got replacement stuff where necessary. And I also had a look at how cluttered my schedule was. And I relinquished roles…
I’ve noticed how I feel differently about my life as we pass the one year anniversary of the beginning of the pandemic of 2020. I feel a lot calmer. How did that happen? Because changes happened, both by choice and by time. I found myself saying no to a string of requests for my time…
I have been having an ongoing conversation with my almost 16 year old about creating a relationship with his future. He cringes because he is very happy with living in his now, thank you very much. Why would I want to take him away from all the fun he’s having now by scheduling all the…
How often do I look at my email, poke a few mail items gone, and then say I’ll come back and clear out the whole thing later. This happens 25 days out of the month and maybe once a month I actually read what’s in there, apply it where necessary, get the sparkly clean email…
It was like waiting for a fix. That last moment when the children were buckled up, the car door was closed, and I was waving goodbye from the porch. I could almost hear the shriek of glee in my brain at the thought of being free for a few hours in my own house where…
In my current mode of mindfulness, I am aware of the way I’m feeling about my daily tasks. The accomplishment of laundry, cooking, or writing feel differently when you apply different filters. There seems to be three modes I go into when I’m task mastering myself to get things done. The first is dread, the…
I can hear myself saying more more more, not enough. The house is never clean enough, fixed enough, or redecorated enough. My body is not thin or young or tan enough. My efforts to succeed as a writer, blogger, online maker are not ever enough. And so every day I come up short and scared….
Sometimes my progress feels like I’m riding a rusty bicycle. I spend soooo many moments thinking about a change, considering how one makes the change, forgetting, remembering to work on changing it, and then starting the process all over again before I finally get to move the bicycle an inch. Seems that it can take…
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