There was once a little girl. She lived in a house next to the woods. She loved her dogs. She loved to read and listen to music and make things in the quiet of her bedroom. She loved to sit under trees with low hanging branches. She loved laying in the grass and exploring the … Continue reading A true woman
I think a lot about healing and change and growth. And I think a lot about these last eight or so years that I've been shifting my inner and outer world. I will NEVER forget what my daily internal life was like back then. Some words that come to mind are - suffering, torture, anxious, … Continue reading Behind the Curtain
I don't have much to say today except that I want to remember that this little girl is who I am. Messy, joyful and full of life. Being an adult is overrated. I've been an adult for a while and I'm done with it.Sure, okay, I'll keep going and do what needs to be done. … Continue reading Her
When I sit down to write these posts, I have no idea what is going to come out. Some days I want to write something deep and meaningful and powerful. And it just doesn't happen. That's the weird thing about writing this blog - the more I think about what to write, the harder it … Continue reading Time
Today it rained and rained and rained. I'm in New Hampshire and found out that when it rains and rains and rains here, water comes into our basement. That's good to know. The river is flowing like crazy, so the water is light brown from the stirred up sand. The little sandy spot I planned … Continue reading Rain
It's the tulip time of year and today as I was driving I saw so many sweet and perfect tulips. My favorite were the beds in the Dunkin Donuts drive-thru. I was able to snap a photo. I spent the day updating signage for the farm. They're opening up this weekend for ice cream for … Continue reading Tulips
There is something about a beautiful spring day, isn't there? It feels like possibility. Wes had baseball practice this morning so I took the opportunity to visit the library. I got to say hi to my friend, who just happens to be our town's youth services librarian. And then I walked down into town for … Continue reading Spring day.
I've been thinking about this blog and my patterns with writing for it. I always write at the end of the day. My days start early, between 4 and 5 a.m. and I typically sit down to write at 7:00 p.m. My brain is tired. I've noticed I am more free and open with what … Continue reading Kind lady.
Today I decided to have a little burning ceremony. I started a fire in the fire pit and then went upstairs and got a pile of my old journals. The plan was to read a little bit of each and then throw it in the fire. I didn't want to go to deep into the … Continue reading Burn it.