Once upon a time, there was this book that set the self help world on fire, I’m Okay—You’re Okay, by Thomas Harris. It examined the behavioral patterns of self doubt, and called for the understanding that we are all different individuals, we approach life circumstances differently, but none of us is less okay than others … Continue reading No Joy In Snowville
As I move further along in my journey of aging, along my path to becoming Crone, I notice that my life is less and less compartmentalized. Every aspect informs every other aspect. This doesn't feel like an energy of diminishment, or downsizing. It feels like expansion, like the dissolving of walls, the removal of masks. … Continue reading Simple Ritual
Sadly, most of my garden is now overgrown and choked with weeds. I feel more and more each day that I’m falling hopelessly behind. This year I’ve accepted, with much sorrow that my once lovely gardens, having offered me daily retreat for so long, are now lost to me.
It's Sunday. The house is quiet in these early morning hours. I'm tucked away in my she-room, sipping fresh coffee. In summer, when the sun rises early enough to angle through the small window, it falls across the corner of the antique maple dresser I stripped down to the wood and then hand-rubbed with tung … Continue reading Sunday Morning Coming Down
Today I stumbled across a Facebook post with a picture of a very purple kitchen. The person who posted it said, "Can't wait for the comments." Mine was, "I love it!" I noticed the photo had been shared from another source, a listicle of the worst kitchen fails. It's one thing if you install a … Continue reading Color My World
It's April first, April Fool's Day. While I used to enjoy a good prank on this day, even when it was on me, it's not my thing anymore. Since I'm going to be staying home all day, just the hubs and me, I'm pretty sure any Fool's day foolery is off the table. Though Mother … Continue reading April