I love crafts. I love making them and teaching my kids to make them and buying them and swapping them and even just looking at them. Handmade, recycled stuff brings an instant smile to my heart. If I can make it, or if someone else can make it, I won’t buy it in a store. In the…
As soon as I laid eyes on these forest huts, I fell in love. I will visit here some day with Thomas and the kids. I just know it.
Warning: This is one of my rambling posts that will no doubt provide you with more information than you ever wanted to know about me. I cannot help it. I am aware. There have been many days, far too many to recall or count, where I have wished that I was among the masses. Sleepwalking,…
Registration for my Awakening the Spark class is tomorrow... 🔥 @thedefineschool #awakeningthespark
I thought I had insomnia. Waking every single morning at 4, with a sudden and very real urge to run at top speed in a field while screaming. I thought something was wrong. And then I remembered that I was born to write. To write and to write and to write. And I don't have insomnia at all. I just have bones filled with forgotten and ignored words; marrow thick with silenced stories. And at 4:02 this morning, I finally asked myself, "What if I finally just set them free?"
I camped here when I was three years old. It looks exactly the same, except the trees are so much taller now. 🌲#gardellawildlife
I could stare for ten lifetimes and still I'm certain my heart would ache. Every freckle. Every eyelash. Every tiny wisp of hair. The folds of her wrists. The smell of her blankey... 🌿
The feeling of standing under a full circle rainbow around the sun is pretty magical. If I could hug this moment I totally would.
