I feel guilty. I feel so overwhelmed that I am sitting here, at my kitchen counter, drinking cold brew coffee, not too hot and not too cold, my son playing with his toys in his organic cotton pjs, the dogs sleeping quietly. My possessions are all in tact. My photography clients are still coming, and I’m still making money so that I can continue living.
We don’t have internet. That’s about it… in a way it’s almost nice.
A 30 minute’s drive to the east it’s a different story.
Hey guys!
This week I put out a question on my Instagram stories asking what topics you’d like for me to cover on the blog. I got some great responses that I will be covering in future posts, but a few people asked me to talk about my new print shop. Since it just launched that makes sense, doesn’t it? But I think I need to start this post with some behind the scenes info. Stick with me here…
I love email. I love both sending and receiving them. I love the excitement of pressing the send button. I love the feeling when I get a new email that I’ve been anticipating.
With that said, the days I get the least done seem to be the days I check my email the most. The days that are the most productive, happiest, and in the now are the days where I check it the least.
Email. It can be addicting, hitting the refresh button. And it can distract us…
Hey friends!
I started out with the intention to write a light and simple post on self-kindness, but ended up with something longer and deeper than anticipated.
Self-kindness is complicated.
There's enough fluff all over the internet.
And I'm not light and fluffy.
I hope that you enjoy this post, and are able to be a little (or a lotta) kinder to yourself as a result!
Hey friends,
Let's jump right to it today.
I recently got into a somewhat heated conversation with a family member who doesn't quite agree with my approach to life. He stated the following:
following one's passion can be fickle and unreliable;
instead of chasing one's passions we should just bring our passions into what we do;
young people idealize what they don't have;
following passions may not be practical depending on where they are in life;
learning how to delay gratification is more important that living with passion.
As you may know, I recently moved from upstate NY to the the panhandle of Florida. It's a move that I had dreamed about for years, and still cannot believe that it actually happened. I love palm trees, balmy air, and water that is so clear and blue that you question if it's real life every damn day. To get here, I gave up a lot. I made changes that were uncomfortable, and never looked back. I'm definitely happy...
...but not because we moved.
As a whole, we're pretty bad at relaxing and taking it easy. We all seem to be too busy and it feels like most of the day happens in emergency mode.
I've seen this pattern in myself, and I've caught myself spending my days as if there was a fire lit under my buns for no reason other than habit. It doesn't feel good, and I constantly work to break this pattern.
Yoga made me very aware of my tight shoulders. During my first yoga class I couldn't reach my arms straight overhead. Previously, I didn't even know tight shoulders were really a thing. So I kept coming to class thinking that with a consistent practice they would naturally open up... But. They. Didn't. Can you relate? The reason: 1) I wasn't spending enough time doing the correct openers, and 2) I was accidentally making my shoulders even tighter during yoga!
I have a baby who refuses to nap alone. He's also a fan of the quick and dirty cat nap. With that said, I can only practice during his waking hours. Just like life has completely changed (goodbye going to the bathroom alone), my practice changed dramatically as well. My little man turns 9 months next week, and I've learned how to have a solid home practice with him by my side (or on me). With flexibility you can have a killer and satisfying practice, and even bond with your little one!
