quiet not blind

Had a long talk with my Mom a couple days ago. It was nice. I vented a lot, maybe cried a little. She gave me a good pep talk; put me in the right direction, told me I’m the only one that can do it, nobody else can do it for me. Something someone else…

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an impeccable sadness

Struggling a bit lately. I need to be honest because not admitting I’m feeling wobbly means staying stuck. I’m angry with myself, overthinking, overly critical, unsure about how best to push through so I’m taking things a day at a time, sometimes half a day. I’m frustrated and tired. “Depression is an impeccable sadness.” I…

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Over the last two weeks my inflammation flared and I’m exhausted. Dealing with pain doesn’t make for the best birthday but I’m not letting it consume me. I was able to get a few projects done this month, in spite of myself. Planted, painted, reorganized, started reading a new book. Sometimes during a flare up…

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let the rain fall

It’s been a very stormy day, I woke up to thunder and heavy rain and was glad. I like it when the weather matches my mood. Sometimes it seems like we’re rushed through our sadness or, worse, encouraged to ignore it altogether. Isn’t it better, though, to recognize our sadness for what it is? Sadness…

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coffee and coconut oil sugar scrub

It’s 8pm on a Wednesday and I’m sitting here with my stalker – I mean cat – in my pajamas, with a lovely blue-gray mud mask on my face. It’s pretty great, actually. I’ve been using these Que Bella masks for a couple months (get’em at Target, 8 out of 10 hermits prefer Target to…

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