After several moments of scathing self-criticism, I stopped, horrified at what my mind was doing. Here were the words I had written with such passion during one of the most meaningful and amazing experiences of my life. And rather than looking back with appreciation and love for the girl who set off to take on the world, all I was focusing on was the negative and everything I wanted to change.
We all know that person, or--if you're lucky--those many people who make you breathe a little easier. Who, when you're with them, you can feel your shoulders relax a little because it's alright. We know what it's like to be with those people who let you know that it's fully okay to be fully you, who … Continue reading Happiness is acceptance
Now we know what the beauty narrative doesn't: that at the end of the day, it doesn't matter if you put on makeup and a red dress or if you slapped on a hat and ripped-up jeans over unwashed hair and unshaved legs. Neither make you more or less of a woman. Neither change who you are inside.
In my little world, it's both spring break and Eastern Orthodox holy week. It also feels like February at my parent's house in Wisconsin, following a full-day snowstorm that left a fresh eight inches of fluff. What a snowy Pascha it will be. As I mentioned in my last post, it's become hard to find … Continue reading April love: Inspiring quote
It's been a long winter. Our first snowfall came just in time for Halloween, and has stuck around until spring. Throw in some -40 windchills around Christmas and a few 8-foot blizzards in February and we had ourselves a good old-fashioned winter, the kind I remember as a little girl, with no 50 degree weeks … Continue reading Winter, illness, and positivity
I open my eyes to the light of a new day, blinking at the aspens and background of sky outside my window. Gray. I stand on the shore at the edge of Superior’s waters, eyes blurring at the miles and miles of steely waves. Gray. I drive home in a sort of absence, mind numbed … Continue reading Life in grayscale
Standing looking back forever is not the place to live. Living can only be done in the present. In the moving forward.
Please take the time to read this amazing piece of writing by my husband, Stephen. Living deliberately and authentically is a mission we set out on while backpacking Europe a year and a half ago, and I hope these words will inspire and encourage you in your own life journey. ❤
Yes, I mean you, and I want you to just think about you. It’s an uncomfortable topic, I know. We aren’t supposed to think about ourselves. There are so many other people and other problems in the world to think about. Wouldn’t it be selfish to focus on the topic of: you?
Let me back up a bit. I was sitting on a picnic table by the boat docks of Grand Marais, taking a break from volunteer painting at a folk craft school. It was sunny, and warm for a Lake Superior April day, and very beautiful. I could see why some young people come up here for a summer or even 10 months at a time as interns, for the chance to live and work with so many amazing people and ancient crafts. Interesting life choice.
And then it hit me: Why are the lives of many…
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To have a creative soul is to be a boundary between two worlds. It is to glimpse the radiance of eternity, the food of inspiration, and bring it back to heal this existence.