My husband and I keep mistletoe hung in the kitchen all year round. It hangs just above the sink in all it’s green, dusty, dried glory. It’s wrapped in a crooked, velvety, red bow. The same bunch of mistletoe has hung above the sink in our little kitchen for almost 10 years. No, we’re not … Continue reading The Kitchen: Where Our Magic Happens
Love with love... Not with religion Not with control Not with limitations Love not with expectations Love real. Love with love... Love not with judgement Love not with conditions Love with love... Love with a mission. Love to love Love with kindness Love with empathy Love with passion Love with acceptance Love with love . … Continue reading Love with Love
The truth is, none of us know how we would react to a situation until we’re in it ourselves. I don’t know your story and you don’t know mine. I’m not you and you’re not me. I don’t know what you’ve experienced that makes you think the way you do. What I do know, is there’s room for both of us on this planet and given the chance, we may even learn from each other.
Anyway, here I am. I'm moving through the fear. I'm typing words because they are in me and I need them to be out in the universe and not only in my head.
We only get one chance to do this life. I don't want to be afraid any more. I want to try and fail and try again. I want to put myself out in the universe and see what it has in store for me. I want to dive in to my creativity and see what I make.