Hope everyone had a great week! Not much to report here. Mostly been reading, writing, watching movies, crafting and going for the occasional walk. I’d love to hear what everyone is reading and how they’re finding it!Continue reading “It’s Monday, What Are You Reading? #IMWAYR”
(*Title is a literary pun on Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel García Márquez. *)
Hello! Hope everyone had a lovely Easter or Passover and celebrated responsibly (ie: drinking too many mimosas in isolation on a Zoom call with your family or friends).Continue reading “Love in the Time of Quarantweet”
Let’s cozy up together…and talk about…writing rituals.
You might ask yourself: what’s the difference between a ritual and a habit? Well, habits are things we do every day without thought – drinking water, brushing our teeth, tying our shoes. Through repetition, these tasks have become effortless. Unlike habits, rituals are not passive. Rituals require mindfulness. Rituals are a choice we make, over and over again.Continue reading “Writing Rituals: Creating a Third Space.”
Good morning! It’s Monday once more. I don’t blame you if you’re not keeping track. The days are seeping into one another, coloring each other like bleeding watercolor. I normally have to be up at 3:30 AM for my morning shifts, but I haven’t set an alarm in weeks. Trying to keep a routine has been challenging to say the least.Continue reading “It’s Monday, What Are You Reading? #IMWAYR”
We’ve all seen posts griping about long lines at the grocery store, hand-sanitizer and toilet paper shortages, resource hoarding and general lack of empathy and understanding. The news is no better. It’s a constant stream of anxiety-inducing updates on confirmed cases of COVID-19, death tolls, the plunging stock market and temporary closures or suspended services.
But perhaps the most surprising thing to come out of this – something the disaster movies missed the mark on – is the human ability to seek levity in the face of imminent disaster.
Warning: Long, picture-heavy post behind the cut.Continue reading “Ducks in the Trevi Fountain: What Covid-19 Can Teach Us About Life, Love and the World Around Us”
In modern times, the term self-care has become ubiquitous with treating oneself. And while we can all agree that the occasional pampering is healthy and beneficial, for some it’s not merely an indulgence, but a daily struggle. For those with a chronic illness or disability, self-care can be the difference between life and death.
For someone who can barely get out of bed, the idea of doing a face-mask or taking a bubble bath seems inconceivable, exhausting and frankly, absurd. How can you run a marathon when you can’t walk a mile? When you’re in survival mode, self-care needs to be about taking tiny steps, not giant bounds.
In a 2003 essay, Christine Miserandino coined the term “spoon theory”. Spoon theory “is a disability metaphor…used to explain the reduced amount of mental and physical energy available for activities of living and productive tasks that may result from” having a disability, chronic illness, autoimmune disease, or mental illness. (wiki)Continue reading “Self-Care for Survival.”
Last year, I waxed poetic about whether New Year’s resolutions were doomed to fail.
This year, I want to suggest we throw out resolutions entirely. Resolutions are so 2019; 2020 is all about Setting Your Intentions.
What’s the difference, you might ask? Well, Intentions focus on the process, while Resolutions focus on the outcome. If we vow to run a marathon, but only manage a half-marathon, instead of feeling pride for the strides we’ve made, we feel let-down. This year, why not take joy in our accomplishments instead?Continue reading “Setting Intentions for an Abundant New Year.”
Ahhh, the new year. A time, when we all collectively rush out to buy gym memberships we will use for a month and pay for for the next eleven. I’m completely guilty of rushing headlong into resolutions – like a bull charging a red cape. And surprise! – that cape continually gets yanked out of reach – until even looking at the color red makes me feel guilty and annoyed. Studies show that only 8% percent of people keep their resolutions, which begs the question: Are we doomed to fail?Continue reading “New Years Resolutions: Are We Doomed To Fail?”