i am worn down but find escape with my yoga mat, my paints, and my pirate crew.
i feel disappointed by a lot in the world, but do my best to focus my heart on the light-bringers. if you choose to look, you can find them... and let me tell you, they are beacons of brightness.
i am infusing my sacred spaces with fragrant blends of lavender, sweet orange, and cedarwood.
i am creating the maps for plan a, b, and even c -- should life blow us that way -- and reminding myself with each breath that some of life's best laid plans are born without maps.
i am deeply resonating and appreciating this quote i read from Elizabeth Gilbert today, "transformation = liberation + loss".
i am still waiting for fall but am finding her pops of color here and there now. she is quitely announcing her presence.