My mind can be so easily fooled, I rely on its gullibility. My brain shifted from stress to comfort with the change of a single word. My old list of monthly tasks = chores. Weight on my shoulders. Adulting. Responsibility. Burdens. My monthly ritual = soothing. Calm, comforting self-care. Aaaaaaah. I look forward to the… Continue reading Ritual of Reflection
I’ve spent years advising people to declutter their life because it will enhance their ability to focus. Clear away the nonsense and you’re left with what really matters, right? I started out this pandemic with heartbreak about a writing and yoga retreat I’d looked forward to for months. As I realized it would need to… Continue reading Focus
I drafted a post about needing a user manual for my house. A few neurons connected and it became a metaphor for me needing a user manual, for me. My house is over a hundred years old. The exact date of its construction unknown, the kids and I held a birthday party for its centennial… Continue reading I Need a User Manual
