navigating the world, one moment of gratitude at a time
The cheap wall art at Target told me to dance like no one was watching. And I used to; my little arms swaying, feet copying what I had observed. But then they watched and they watched and their eyes bored into me until my own eyes bored into me and I felt like something was…
There is such a thing as overgrowth where the chaos of the green grassdainty lavenderbush of mintunexpected nasturtiumhedge of rosemary C O L L I D E muting everything beautiful, everything individual, perfect wholes into complete, utter, madness. The overgrowth can choke one’s voice but has the potential to manifest a choir. It can stifle…
Yesterday I was heading out to the office, locking up and feverishly checking my phone to make sure work was getting done, when I turned around and noticed that the little rose bush which creeps over the fence to say hi every spring with exactly one bloom brought with it a whole cluster of lovely…
I’ve been thinking about how so much of what we do every day is a performance to appear a certain way and enhance an already formulated image of who you are. Social media is of course the extreme “meta” version of that cognition – allowing us to mold our lives into the best possible, FOMO…
It is funny and powerful to see how much my relationship with faith is coming up in my reflections on gratitude. I feel the need to reinforce that I don’t mean to come off as preachy or intend to show off accumulated, regurgitated wisdom. Gratitude reminds me that there’s someone out there looking out for…
Today I am grateful for beautiful music 🎶 and the gift of experiencing insanely talented people live! I grew up exclusively on spiritual music or bhajans and kirtans and my parents were diligent about maintaining our spiritual consciousness through this practice. Many older friends may recall that my family appreciated music only in this strict…
DAY 9/100: It has been a trying week for me, personally and professionally. So when I walked into work and my boss stopped me as I was leaving, handed me this deck of cards as a 🎁 and said “You grew up reading this text, right? Might help us both this week”, it felt like…
