Photo by Matt Hoffman on Unsplash Our summer was full of small, ordinary things. There were soccer nights, playground slides, long days at nana’s beach. More PB&J’s than I can count. Sand between the toes, and everything else. Late night grocery runs for milk and yet another cucumber (really, already?!). It wasn’t one busy adventure,… Continue reading An ode to summer’s end and the power in small things
“Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields…Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.” – Mary Oliver I woke early yesterday. Before the other three were awake I poured coffee into my tall Starbucks travel mug and stepped out the door to… Continue reading A travel mug of coffee in the great outdoors
Hello there! How are you? I disappeared for a little while. But here I am. The rain is falling, the toddler is napping, the tea is steeping. And right now, I feel like writing. For no other purpose than the simple pleasure of writing something down. We are here for such a short time, shouldn’t… Continue reading A spring cannoli
Let me give you a picture of me 10 years ago. I am what most would describe as a health nut. I drink skim milk with my (sugar-free) shredded wheat. I eat couscous and chickpeas for lunch. On the weekends I bake big batches of granola. I dress my salads with only lemon and olive… Continue reading When “healthy” becomes an addiction
One morning Dallas walks over to me on the couch, where I’m sitting with a Papermate Inkjoy pen and blue Hilroy notebook. I’m halfway through the three pages of my “stream of consciousness” writing. He takes a minute to look at the page filled with words, gibberish to his 4 year old eyes. “How do… Continue reading Just us, right now
Yesterday I woke just after 6 with my toddler. The sky is still dark, the crescent moon hanging high in the sky. While my groggy eyes are still trying to open, he wastes no time in starting his day. His chubby hands grab two toy cars on the coffee table, leftover from last night’s play.… Continue reading Stealing moments, leaving a trail to be proud of
Do you ever feel like you’re an elastic band? Stretched thin and pulled in every direction except for the one you’re longing to be. That is inward, towards you. Your centre. That place of peace and listening and knowing within yourself. Sometimes I forget that place even exists, or how to get there. Life can feel… Continue reading Finding peace with your smartphone
