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Change is…

seedChange is tough. Change is uncomfortable. Change is inevitable.

A seed is  comfortable when it’s just a seed. What is the potential for that seed? To be planted in a beautiful garden and grown to bare fruit? To be forgotten in the back of the pantry and dry-up like a raisin in the sun?

The seed is stuck, so it must change. Fortunate for humans, unlike the seed, we can choose the path of change.

If the seed is left to rely on it’s comfortability, it will only last for a while. Sitting there being content as a seed, using up all it’s energy, then poof…it is all dried up!

If the seed tries something uncomfortable, starts sprouting and rooting into soil, it becomes something altogether different. Beautiful. But different.

If we choose the path of least resistance, we will be comfortable, but only for a while. May be a short while, or may be a long while. Nonetheless, just a while.

If we choose the path of the unknown, step out of our comfort zones, make the most of every moment, stretch our potentiality, we might just find something different, yet altogether beautiful.

Change is change.

Here We Go Loopty-Loo

Mondays…ugh. We all feel the Monday dread. The meetings, the work we need to accomplish, the moments we need to catch from falling behind the week before.

But it doesn’t have to be…

This past Monday, I took a detour from the routine. Instead of grading papers, I met new people. Instead of making hot tea with dinner, I sipped some samples of delicious beverages while eating pizza. Instead of sitting on the couch at home, I played the drums on a swing set at the Symphony Center.

What a different kind of Monday!

As I roll in to my garage, I noticed it is waaaay past my bedtime. I calmly remind myself that this experience was waaaay worth it. I’m actually excited for next Monday!

 

 

I’ve added…

I’ve added the rice. I’ve added the water.

I’ve added the miso. I’ve added the veggies.

Same ole, same ole crockpot stew.

Bland, but wait…

I’m adding the paprika. I’m adding the ginger.

A pinch of pepper. A tad of Turmeric.

Close the lid, press start, and wait…

Mmm, the smells!

The mouth watering anticipation!

On Sundays, I’m adding the Love!

 

 

It’s Super Simple

One of my most favorite experiences in life is taking a shower. Some of you might be thinking, TMI…but wait, hear me out.

The hot water blasting. The heat opening my pores. Condensation dripping. And the smell of Eucaplyptus! Ahhhhhh…

As I take the deepest breath of my morning, my body recognizes that earthly, refreshing scent of inspiration. It engulfs my mind, my body, and my spirit. I now feel clean and equipped to go about my day with Eucalyptus radiating from my pores.

When I first found out about this secret gem, I kept it all to myself. But then, I realized I could share the wealth. Since that realization, I have been making these “shower buddies” for my friends and family to experience the joy that I do every morning.

It’s super simple: grab a Eucalyptus branch from your local flower shop (make sure it’s alive), cut the branches off the main stem (wear gloves, it gets sticky), and tie together with twine or ribbon. Last, hang in your shower and enjoy! It’s super simple!eucalyptus shower

This Way and That

Move the tall one over that way. And the short this way. That one needs more light than this one.

Plants in my house, are in constant rotation- trying to find the perfect spot with the perfect amount sunlight. Inevitably some plants get a-bit pissed when I move them to the wrong spot.

It starts with some wilting. Then some dead leaves. I finally catch on to the plants cry for a relocation. One in-particular plant cried out so loud that I moved it back to it’s original position and wallah! She’s happy. Back to her perky-leafed self again.

It ceases to amaze me the life force in greenery that I surround myself with. I can judge how well I am attending to my own personal needs from the looks of their condition. Too busy to notice. Too busy to water. Just too busy.

When I realize I have been neglectful to water them, I feel an instantaneous rush that overcomes my body. Soon after providing most basic necessity of life for my plants, I sit down and enjoy a  nice tall glass of water myself and realize that I too am an amazing life force that needs to be taken care of.

Back in the Saddle Again

Warm weather- it’s here, so my bike is out!

Shoes tied tight.

Pant leg rolled up.

Scarf wrapped snuggly.

Jacket zipped.

I’m hopping back in the saddle again!

bike

Arrivals

Waiting at “Arrivals”. Checking each face to see if it is smiling back at me. I’m nervous, anxious even. Butterflies are spinning circles in my stomach. I kind of like this feeling, like when we first started seeing each other. No expectations, just excitement.

Lately though, things have been tough. Communication has been at an all time low. Distance is between us (2,079 miles to be exact, but who’s counting?). I haven’t felt his warm embrace or kissed his sweet lips in almost three weeks.

Contrary to my feelings, I have always seen myself as an independent kind-of-woman. The kind of woman who can hold down the fort on her own. Take care of the essentials and then some. Fix-up small things here and there. I don’t sweat it (at least not at first).

When he says, “travel,” I say, “where are you going?”

When he says, “I’ve got a few days off to explore,” I forward him some ideas.

But this past trip was different. The miles felt like heavy bricks being stacked into a wall separating our love. Quick sand has been accumulating, even on my exceptionally productive days. This slippery slope of short attention span and lack of patience is wearing me thin.

I guess I HAVE become more accustomed to a gentle kiss and a caring send off in the morning. A second pair of helping hands feeding the animals (and myself), doing fix-ups around the house.

He says, “You are strong, we can get through this together.” But what does that look like?

For now, it looks like him coming home.

As I leave to wait at  “Arrivals,” I can’t help but breathe in the feeling of the moment, excitement!