navigating the world, one moment of gratitude at a time
I’ve toyed with the idea of a blog for 11 years. Buried deep on the internets are my initial iterations, recanting my first ever encounter with boba/bubble tea, the trials of a younger brother addicted to runescape and the musings of being the only woman on the Boy Scouts Venture Crew division. In some ways,…
Amongst many other things, this project has been greatly illustrative of the connection between sleep, giving, the meaning of “my ability to create” and the simplicity of gratitude. My gratitude journal and #100daysofgratitude have always been about taking inventory of the daily banalities we take for granted while being open to the possibility of connecting to something…
Yesterday’s post felt like therapy; I felt exhausted and today I really didn’t want to continue digging deep. This project takes commitment and I’m hoping to push past my own insecurities to continue writing from a deep place. So I’m returning to the familiar, which in some way seems to be the most meaningful, and…
