#2022 lessons

It's something I've been thinking about a lot lately. In 2021, what have I genuinely learned?

My year actually starts tomorrow. The 45 days of January were a continuation of 2022 because I don’t think my year has gained the momentum I want. Therefore, I am shamelessly hitting restart with renewed enthusiasm and hope that February will be kind to me. So, happy new year, people. How are you? Was January everything you hoped it would be? If not, it is okay. Join this camp as we wrap up 2022…

Doing the Work of Resting

I fear at times that I have lost the art of rest. I do try, certainly. I attempt rest, but I am never quite sure that I have accomplished it or even neared it. I do all the “self-care” things, I treat myself, but they are often a fleeting comfort at best. A hot bath or shower here, a nap or massage there, but the peace found there does not last. Some of the best “rest time” I have gotten lately…

don't step in broken glass and then ignore it

despite what your peripheral vision tells you, your closet door handles have not turned into massive moths