I was having a bad day. It was mostly self inflicted, as bad days (I’m learning) usually are, when I received a card from a friend. She, like me, is in a season of transition. A season of new baby meets old life meets figuring out expectations we didn’t know we had meets trying to figure it all out. (What does it all MEAN, we ask, and what should we DO about it?)
In her card she wrote:
transition = tumult
Yes. Yes that is it exactly. Continue reading Exactly Where You Are Supposed To Be
2018 is almost upon us, so you know what that means. Everyone from your favorite podcasters to your yoga instructor is asking you to start setting your goals and intentions for the new year.
I have a lot of thoughts about 2018. I think it’s going to be a really good year. Why? Do I know something in particular about this coming year that will really set it apart?
No. Not really.
But I have learned some things in the previous years that I plan to carry with me in order to make next year, great.
And that’s what I want to talk to you about today: Perspective. Planning. Purposeful living.
I would like to propose to you that the biggest barrier between you and achieving the kind of life you want to lead is NOT circumstances or timing or other people and is almost entirely one thing. You. Continue reading When We Want More But Keep Choosing Less
I spent the majority of my day yelling, “It’s an equal sign, for the love of all that’s holy, Theodore, AN EQUAL SIGN!”
He calls a plus sign an equal sign every single time. EVERY. SINGLE. DANG. TIME. Continue reading Good Things Grow Out Of Bad Days
I attended this two day yoga workshop this weekend and received some tough love/much needed real talk that led to a light bulb moment that I’m still mulling over. This is not a post about yoga. This is a post about the problem with goals, or rather, how we set our goals. It just so happens that yoga was the vehicle that drove this point home for me. You don’t have to love or even care about yoga to relate to this post. My guess is, we’ve all experienced the downside of poor goal setting and could use the kind of real talk I experienced over the weekend. Or not. Your call. Either way, here goes!
So I have all these goals for my life, right? And sometimes, ok, most of the time, I get really frustrated with myself and my life and my lack of current progress in said goals. I get down right sour. Why am I not accomplishing these things? I say to myself. Why can’t I move forward in this area? I bemoan. Why do I suuuuuck? I cry and cry and cry.
I am very critical of myself. I get that. But also, I realized over the past weekend that I am a very poor goal setter. I’m unrealistic. I set the bar too high, expecting to jump from point A to Z without B-Y. Then, when I can’t leap the chasm between where I’m at and where I want to be immediately and with very little effort applied, I cry. I get angry. I beat myself up. I assume that I’m the worst ever and get really down in the dumps. And then, for the coup de grâce, I stay down in the dumps because I also happen to have a very strong will. This means that I won’t give up on said impossible goal, I simply run myself repeatedly into the proverbial brick wall and wonder why I’m so pathetic to not be able to tear down the wall. (Never mind you with your, “Haven’t you ever heard the definition of insanity?” Yes. Yes I have. And so have you but I bet there are things that youuu do over and over while expecting a different result each time so just step off, ok? We are in this together.)
Take yoga for example.
I have all these goals. Big goals. Little goals. But mostly just big goals.
This weekend at a yoga workshop, the instructor said something that blew my mind. She was walking around the room as we were working on some basic drills – like super basic – and said the following to everyone in the room: Continue reading The Problem With Goals
Eleven years ago, Mike and I got married while we were still in college. During that time, we lived just north of Dayton, Ohio, near Yellow Springs.
I know most people say your first year of marriage is the hardest, but that just wasn’t our story. Those first two years were so special. We went to school during the day and worked in a coffee shop as baristas at night.
Mike graduated my senior year and found a construction job, restoring historic Yellow Springs’s homes to their former glory. We had absolutely no money. I mean, I know people always say they “have no money,” but seriously people. Living on love wasn’t so much a sentiment as it was just a fact.
And man, we were happy.
I graduated college and we panicked, so we moved back “home” (northeastern Ohio) until we could find something safe to do. Logically, it made sense to leave Yellow Springs. We didn’t have any career prospects, family near by, or now that college was over – a place to live.
Hindsight is funny. Continue reading Our Trip To Yellow Springs
We’ve been wanting to create a fort/treehouse/playhouse for the kids for awhile now. Recently, Mike and I put our heads together to create a space that would grow with the kids; a space where they could play, create, imagine, and even camp out. I wanted it to be part club house, part stage for little productions, part cabin in the woods. I wanted it to be kind of an a-frame structure, with a deck.
Mike executed my vision to perfection. Better, even.
I can’t wait to see the boys use this space, and one day – Beatrice. We are calling it the Adventure Cottage, because this bad boy is built for adventure.
I can’t wait to hang a few hammocks for them to lounge in and read. I can’t wait for them to roll out a few sleeping bags and tell stories with a campfire perfect for roasting marshmallows near by. I can’t wait for them to put on silly little products on the deck, with us watching and laughing in our camp chairs.
This is going to be fun. This, is going to be an adventure. Continue reading A DIY Outdoor Play Space For Our Kids
1. This week, I went to the movie theatre for a girls night with my good friend Sheila. I haven’t seen a movie in the theatre for yeeeeears! It was kind of the best thing ever. Date nights with your bestie are just the best, aren’t they?
2. Next week I’m going to make these delicious looking lavender cupcakes…using my home grown lavender! hashtag, excited.
3. My aunt is having little get together tonight. I’m looking forward to seeing some family who is coming in from out of town. I plan on making this Roasted Butternut, Kale, and Cranberry Couscous salad. My friend made it for us last weekend and it’s delicious! Continue reading Five Things
this upcoming interview
I had a chance to sit down with the owners of my new favorite coffee shop in town, and let me tell you, it was so much fun! I fell in love with their story and I can’t wait to share it with you next week. Continue reading Thursday Things I Love: New Hats, A Growing Girl, & Imperfect Picnics
This week has been difficult for my family, as we unexpectedly lost my grandmother. I apologize for failing to post yesterday, but my heart wasn’t in it.
All things considered, yesterday was a good day. We gathered together to mourn a loss, but to also remind each other that we are not moving forward alone; we have each other.
Throughout this past week, I’ve had so many thoughts. So. Many. Thoughts.
So today, my Thursday Things I Love will look just slightly different because, well, I’m slightly different. I hope you enjoy. Continue reading Thursday Things I Love: SUP Yoga, Celebrating Life, and Family
I read this book once that talked about foreboding joy. It’s the phenomena that occurs when, in the midst of a good experience, you start to feel fear/anxiety over the inevitable end of the good thing instead of just staying present and enjoying it for what it is, for however long it lasts.
Summer has been good to us, and I’m trying to stay in the moment and not think about how summer will turn to fall, and summer-break will end and Mike will return to a job he doesn’t love, and we will all end up returning to schedules that are fine, but more “eh” than “ah!”.
It’s fine. It’s fine. Continue reading Life Lately. The Essential