Our stories shape our world, inside and out.
It's a Set Up
With priming, it's more important to dial in to the feeling than it is to imagine the specifics of how you want to see those feelings come to be.
Eating Pheasant Berry
Most honeysuckle is not edible, but this beauty is indeed. Its berries taste like liquid toffee to me, though it's heralded to be a "chocolate berry.”
Lost At Sea
A beloved has moved on from this planet. She paints with the clouds, whispers secrets in the wind. My friend is gone, and she is everywhere.
Year of the Peach
The fruits of our efforts arrive when neural pathways are forged and trust is built.
My Best Life
Just because my childhood was hard at the time doesn’t mean it always has to be hard. Now that I see the value of my childhood, every aspect of it, I feel differently than I did then.
Thinking My Way Out of the Bag
Green beans steamed, green beans sautéed, green beans stewed or in vinaigrette. I believed these to be the all the contents in the bag of green bean options.
Soapberries
I wonder why I tried this berry twice. I think it was the voluptuous beauty and rosy hue. Aren’t they pretty?
Exquisite Discomfort
All of this is outside of my comfort zone. But the lake now has my full attention. How often do we zero in on discomfort as opportunity?
Working Creekside in the Flow
One place you can find me is at the creek outside of town. Reading, taking notes, asking crayfish for a download.
Packable Magic
Can you step outside of your lifebubble that far? Can you pan out to see summer fruit, all the gifts of today, with eyes that fresh?
Creekside on Saturdays
The ecstasy of a Saturday truly off did not come easily. I bucked against it for some time, sure I had “too much to do” in my business and garden. But I had read the statistics. I get that our productivity goes up when we have a little time off.
Hello, Studio Joy!
The Unknown often brings the unavoidable, doesn’t it? After my bout of resistance and allowing emotions safe passage I primed for what I wanted.
Barefooting It
The Earth carries me. It took months back then to learn to walk with naked feet on the sidewalk. My brain sorted through information from my eyes and touch, sensing whether danger was afoot.
Play It Forward
It’s the hottest day of summer. A breeze begins to stir. My fancy horse trough, surrounded by flowers, is ready for a cool dip.
Sunflowers
Sometimes I wonder if blue sky gave birth to sunflowers. Their colors sound a vibration I can nearly hear as harmonious. A bee in the center of a sunflower gathers pollen and nectar from the fulcrum of the universe, don’t you think?
Dropping the Pot
My leafy co-workers have been yearning for fresh soil and room to grow for months. It’s been my joy to repot them all afternoon. Proudly, I carry them back to the office, one by one.
Diving for Presence
Tools that help us find effectiveness and grace. Tools that form a safety net to fall back on when we wugg it up and wish we’d done better. We practice aligning with our best selves, day by day. In community.