Still as good as the first time I heard it. Crisp, uplifting, celestial. That melody takes me right back to falling in love with my husband.
newlywed. lover. old soul. artistic (fine & domestic). massage giver. blogger. hoop dancer. light seeker. psychonaut. often barefoot. enthusiastic.
I love this so, so much. Everything. How young Mick Fleetwood is, how much Stevie and Lindsey resemble the way my parents looked and dressed when they met and fell in love, how the audience has been “really out of sight tonight”. Good stuff. Check out the guy rocking out side stage; big grin, knows all the lyrics.
Picture Your Day: Tuesday, August 13, 2013
1) slugs nom-ing in our yard; 2) Finally found tea with lavender! and fave vintage thrifted teapot; 3) pretty dahlia reminding me of ABUNDANCE; 4) book I started/finished yesterday (quite good); 5) bagel w/ cream cheese, dill and heirloom tomatoes; 6) The Artist’s Way and journals; 7) true cranberry and sparkling berry to make it tolerable; 8) a little porch time; 9) my new fave necklace by Jenn Finn <3
I haven’t posted as much recently because I’ve been powering my laptop down, sometimes for a few days at a time, in order to focus on creative pursuits and better self-care.
I’m on week three of The Artist’s Way, and I have 102 handwritten pages written to show for it.
I’ve been outside. I’m turning our front porch into a sanctuary. We have two kinds of mint, lavender, and rosemary climbing the chippy wood railing. Big snowballs of hydrangeas spill out of their pots. There are succulents and wind-chimes. I’ve spotted a hummingbird or two.
The windows in my massage studio look out on all this and I love the energy between the two spaces. I’ve been taping and clearing the room for painting. Soon our home will have a designated space for bodywork and meditation. How awesome is that? I can’t wait.
I’ve been letting go. Of habits, of things. I don’t need to buy coffee, I can make it. I don’t need television, either. We don’t have cable and typically watch less than 30-minutes of Netflix per day. But even that…I don’t need. It’s not feeding me. It doesn’t fill the well. On the days that I have zero internet/TV time, I’m happier. Lighter, more productive. Connected. We’ve actually been discussing moving the television out of our living room.
I don’t need to go to Target and browse the aisles. We don’t need anything. Our house is full. We have bookshelves filled to the brim, just waiting for us to dive in. There’s a large collection of Lego, board games, art supplies. Beautiful photos to be matted, framed and hung. Rooms to paint. An office to organize. A kitchen to remodel. We have three energetic felines who would gleefully soak up any extra time and play we’d offer.
I purged about 1/3 of my wardrobe and close to the same amount of STUFF from our kitchen. For so long I thrived on collecting, gathering, nesting. I still love those things, and I will always have a thrifter’s heart and an eye for repurposing, but I do it differently now. I’m beginning to find freedom and joy in LESS. I appreciate what I have when it is limited and purposeful, pieces get used and loved, and I enjoy opening doors and cupboards because everything inside is a gem. Getting dressed is an entirely new experience because there is absolutely nothing in my closet that doesn’t fit, or that I haven’t worn in the past 6 months (with the exception of a handful of non-negotiable sentimental items).
Some of this, for me, has been coming into my 30’s. I feel happier and more confident in my own skin. I know myself so well now. I’m not a girl who wears high heels, so I don’t need them. I like sandals, Doc Martens, rain boots. I’d rather splurge on a good pair of each and wear them over and over than have 20 pairs of fancy shoes on display. I don’t wear jeans as often, so I need one, maybe two well-fitting pairs. I gave away all of the jewelry that hasn’t been worn. I wear my engagement and wedding rings every day, and earrings OR a necklace. I rarely wear bracelets because I work so much with my hands. Therefore, I know that bracelets are silly thing to exchange currency for.
I had one jacket (thrifted for a steal, but the sleeves were too short) and one coat (men’s, $40 at Ross three years ago, ill-fitting). I donated both. It was terrifying. I DON’T HAVE A JACKET OR COAT and I live in WA. That means I have until about October 1 to resolve this. But honestly…what good were ill-fitting items doing me? I never felt good about myself in them; they were purchased because at the time, they were what I could find/afford. Silly. And now, I will be sure to pick something practical and versatile, something that is well-fitting. I’ll have it tailored if necessary and I’ll plan to wear it for a few years.
There have been massages. Two last week, two this week, two next week. If you’re in the greater Seattle area and would like a session, chat me up! I’m also giving 30-minute sessions to attendees of a Mom’s retreat my friend is hosting/facilitating at her B&B this month.
There has been love. Matt and I celebrated our one month anniversary, and we’re working The Artist’s Way together. At 5:30am, he wakes me up and we stumble downstairs and write Morning Pages together with tussled hair and bleary eyes.
I’m working to become a trained volunteer for StaySafe Seattle (part of DanceSafe) and he was elected a coordinator last night. Matt has been involved in harm reduction for some time, but it’s something we’re both passionate about and I’m very excited to assist the booth at Seattle’s Hempfest this year.
I’ve been listening to bluegrass, reggae-rock, The Grateful Dead, Linda Rondstadt. I’ve been reading Tree: A Life Story and The Art of Dreaming and loving them.
I’ve been listening <3
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.
When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful.
There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face.
In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon.
You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.