Life, Laughter, Love...and Shiny Objects
I am scared. To write. Even though it is the very thing that gives me life and makes me breathe deeper breaths. It centers me. It grounds me.
Unraveling can happen. Layers peeled back. Writing is like watering. It gives life and opens me up like a flower’s bloom, which has closed upon itself when rooted in dry and barren soil. And although the revealing is the place I am most comfortable residing, it is also the place that strips me of my armor and leaves me standing there, naked.
Goodness. This book has helped calm my overactive mind. And this is good for everyone involved.
Sometimes, we just need a little help weeding through our priorities and eliminating the ‘shoulds’ in our lives and schedules, so we can live a life according to our spiritual calling. One that matters. One that leaves us full of light, instead of drained of life.
Alli’s book is a perfect guide in helping you do just that.
I just wanted a little salt for my hard boiled eggs. That’s it. So I reached for the salt shaker in the cupboard and then the bottom fell out.
Kind of like life, right? You’re just going about your day and then sometimes, the bottom falls out. All the pieces of your life spill out around you. And you’re left standing there, looking at the mess and wondering where to start to get it whole again.
Let me tell you all about the glamorous life of an anxious writer. On a deadline. Are you sure you’re ready for it? I don’t want you to have a serious case of “envy”. So prepare yourself. If you missed out on yesterday’s post, let me fill you in. I signed up for not one, but […]
Today I turn 43. A rather un-magical number, really. It doesn’t have the glam and parties that 40 offers up. It’s just another year closer to that hushed term, “mid-life”, (gasp). And it’s still several years before many consider it appropriate to throw another large party. Forty three. 43. 4-3. No matter which way you write […]
Life. Living. All of it can be found in the ordinary. This isn’t a new thought. It isn’t a revelation. It isn’t one you haven’t heard before. It goes along with things like not taking life for granted and enjoying the little things in life. And I think most of us try to honor these […]
As I mentioned in the first post of the Claiming My Life series, I feel ready to own my life. To make changes. To serve myself with intent. Do you know what just happened when I wrote that, ‘To serve myself with intent‘? I shivered slightly. And…an entire conversation just happened, with myself, in my head. Self: Yuck – […]
I’m good at focusing on others. Taking care of other’s needs. But myself – not so much. It’s hard. Requires work, practice, intention. I was tired of feeling weak. Mentally and physically. I was tired of being tired. Sick of feeling depressed, down. And as a result, my muffin top turned into a popover top. […]
When someone loses their life to drugs, alcohol or suicide, is it really a life wasted? Think about it. Does the cause of their death negate their whole entire life and being, up until the point we lost them? Does it make them unworthy of the very life they lived prior to their death? When […]
