…and they all laughed and laughed because they knew she had a baby and would probably hardly get through a fraction of a single book, let alone a whole list 😂 Okay, but for real, I do feel like my life is starting to level out in terms of intensity, so making time to read is becoming more ...
Off the Mat Yoga
As we head into November, it feels like the holiday season is upon us once again. The leaves change, creating a new world covered in blankets of brilliant reds, and confetti of orange and yellow floats through the air. Pumpkins, big and small, color porches and plop themselves lazily in front ...
Mindfulness and meditation can be different for everyone, but the important thing is to pay attention to our surroundings and notice all the little details around us. Journaling goes hand in hand with this because you’re more likely to improve what you’re noticing, be more creative, and become ...
A customer lazily makes their way up to my till, basket in hand, most likely filled with various items they don’t really need or have any use for. “Hello!” I say, in my most cheerful voice. It’s well practiced after using it thousands of times throughout my usual weekend shift and I’ve become a ...
There comes a time every week when I feel at a loss for words. Being that I’m a writer, you could understand my conundrum. I sit down with a blank page in front of me, and a voice comes from somewhere within the dark, echo of the cave in my brain, “Okay, what do I think? What do I ...
Welcome back to a new school year! As the reading piles up and the deadlines creep ever closer, take some time for yourself to reframe, reset, and reconnect with your purpose for study and your dedication to self. Here are three simple meditations you can do on your own to give yourself ...
What Does It Really Mean To Be An Adult?
I remember back in my eighth grade social studies class when we spent an entire week learning how to write a check. Where your name should go, where and how to write the amount, as if none of this was self explanatory. The last and only time I even touched a check was when my grandma sent me ...
Her hair sits in light tendrils, thick and wild. It’s covering her exhausted mind; wrapping her sub-conscious in its warm embrace, and giving comfort and solace to her thoughts. A chorus of birds chant their unique songs, all strung together to create a deep crescendo. A blue bird begins ...
Staring hard at her absolutely delectable burger, juicy with melted cheese coming off the sides and a toasted bun, my friend looked up at me with a crease in her forehead and eyes full of shame. “What’s the matter? Is it not cooked enough?” I asked her. “It’s just ...
I smile at everyone. And, not in the creepy, “why so serious?” Joker way, just a polite, acknowledging other people’s presence in the world, normal smile. However, in the locker room at work the other day I smiled at a girl who, rather than showing an equally nice gesture back, looked at me ...