Find Joy in the MOMENT.... I did the grocery shopping today BY MYSELF. I drove myself and shopped. Basic, I know. But I havent been able to grocery shop or drive by myself in over 5 weeks. I consider myself pretty independent, however, over the past 5 weeks I have relied on friends, family, my husband to bring me everywhere. It was a real joy to shop for my family today. I will NEVER take the simple act of grocery shopping for granted EVER. I also drove myself to the beach and enjoyed some quality time on my own this morning. I'm feeling more me than I have in a while. No more cravings or tummy aches. Yay. Have a wonderful Thursday 😄 #joyinthemoment#groceryshopping#mumlife#mybreastcancerjourney#checkyourboobs#howgoodisAldi
We believe one creative act or work has a tendency to inspire others.
We find seeds of inspiration all around us... in nature, in music, in old photographs. Where do you find seeds of inspiration for your creative work?
An armful of gratitude, pine cone style! Plus, some car meditation and parking lot treasure hunting ❤️ Here's the "how" of my contemplative practice: it goes with me and I say, "thank you". A daily, committed time to meditate and pray and reflect is a must for me, but I stomp all over my humanity and become brittle and self-debasing if the context of that commitment is inflexible. So...I dropped Z off at high school and went straight to get blood work done. Turns out I got there early. So I meditated in the car, wrote a few lines in my gratitude journal and then walked around the parking lot looking at the berries on the holly, found some rusty bottle caps I'll use in an art piece and collected some gianormous pine cones! My adult self was calmed as I don't love going to the doctor. My practice was practiced so gratitude flowed a bit easier. My inner kid was tickled by the surprises a generic parking lot could offer re: crafting projects. All is well. The to-do list is still long. I can still feel and hear the inner nag about "doing enough/being enough", but there is a loving hand I'm holding onto, a warm and peaceful calm in my center even with all that chaos. It's all ok. Thanks pinecones! Thanks parking lot! Thanks on-the-go meditation! You do this girl good! 😊❤️
Lately I have been following @coconutsandcaffeine and her #mycozynovember challenge and have been intrigued and inspired enough that me and the kids decided to do our own December challenge.
It’s not December but tonight the snow falling is what we call magic snow, it’s that first snow with big fat fluffy flakes swirling in the wind. We go outside and catch snowflakes on our tongues, listen to Christmas music and dance in the falling snow. This is our silly tradition and I have been lucky enough that even when I have been working, that every year I have been home with the kids when the snow falling has been just right to be called magic snow. Silly or not, this tradition is one that makes us happy and I hope it will continue for many years. Now the sound of the boiling kettle means it’s time for hotchocolate and to read a Christmas book together (I bet Aly picks berenstain bears again 😂)
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With technology, you can enjoy sitting in front of a crackling fire while doing your homework...without any of the mess! #joyinthemoment#UUMBADM
This week, while spending some time at Californian beaches, I was reminded of the first time I swam in the ocean. I had just turned thirteen when I finally went all the way under, and the times before this I only went far enough for there to be splashes against my ankles which eventually inched up to my hips, but never all the way in. Why? Probably because the Oregon coast water is just so cold!! But this day was really different. There were bright blue skies, warm rays, moist and slightly breezy air, and water that glowed with rich color. A special kind of birthday it was, and when I jumped in I felt so alive. Awake. Energized. Refreshed. Happy. As the air dried my salty hair, a combination of tight curls and relaxed waves lined my face and eyes and lips and shoulders in a sort of wild way. "This is my favorite hair do" I thought, while prancing around on the soft sand.
Every time the right amount of water, air, and salt comes together to allow my hair to dance in its most freeing state, I am reminded of that time I frolicked next to the ocean, embracing every single wave that was present--carefree and joyful.
When these kind of memories come up--ones where we can remember feeling free and true to ourselves--I think we should hold onto them. Remember the feeling, the place, the people, the overall lightness. Similar moments like these inch their way back into our lives, reminding us of what naturally makes our hearts leap without even trying. There just seems to be a pattern--and perhaps a very purposeful one that could be leading you in the right direction.