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Gratitude Friday

This post is a mashup of The Little Bliss List and Joy Jam, and as such is meant to celebrate: the little things that brought me hope and happiness this week, the sweet stuff of life, those small gifts that brought me joy this week. By sharing them, I not only make public my gratitude, but maybe also help you notice your own good stuff and send some positive energy out into the world.

1. Lilacs. They are blooming, and I cut some yesterday to bring in to the house. They are my favorite flowers, but they come and go so quickly.

2. Dexter and Sam. I spent a lot of extra time with them this week, we took lots of walks, cuddled, and hung out in the back yard. They make me so happy.

3. Eric. He was gone a lot this week, and missing him so much made me appreciate him that much more. I sincerely do not know what I would do without him.

4. Blogging from the Heart. Today is the last day of class. I will attempt a longer post, a review, a thank you at some later date, but for now I will simply say this class was amazing, and I am so grateful, for it and for Susannah Conway and all that she does. Luckily, her Unravelling class starts on Monday, so we’ll only be apart over the weekend.

5. Fearless Creativity, a writing and meditation retreat at Shambhala Mountain Center led by Susan Piver. I am headed there today, am so excited about it. I won’t be back until Monday. I have some posts set to release so that I don’t miss anything, but I will be otherwise absent. I will return with lots to share, I’m sure.

Wishcasting Wednesday

What do you wish to jump into?

It’s interesting that Jamie’s picture is her jumping in a puddle in the rain. It’s raining in Fort Collins today, drizzly and dark and depressing. This is what the wishing landscape looks like here today:

It’s the kind of day when a soft puff of breath isn’t going to do it. Those wishes aren’t coming off, aren’t being made without a little energy and force. There will be work involved with this wishing.

How interesting, considering the clearest, strongest, loudest answer I have for this prompt, “What do you wish to jump into?” is that I wish to jump into writing my book.

And then, what comes right after reinforces the realization I’m having that I am a Jill of All Trades. I’ve spent a lot of time thinking that your dream, your passion, your calling, has to be just one thing, and I was okay with that, since being a writer was my dream and it felt so huge, big enough to fill a whole life. But, what I am beginning to understand is my dream involves more than just that, even as central as the writing is to the rest. It includes yoga, meditation, coaching, therapy, art, mindfulness, teaching, mentoring, hiking, running, music, blogging, web design, dogs, relationships, vulnerability, bravery, silliness, curiosity, eating healthy, self-care, self-love, etc.

And yet I can distill the whole thing down into a single calling: helping people remember, rediscover, be mindful of and manifest their basic goodness. I wish to jump into that. Plunge, dive, leap, vault, cannonball, belly flop, jump into that.