Emily’s writing desk

When I watched Dickinson on Apple TV, I loved how she had her writing desk pushed up against the wall under the window.

Why didn’t I ever think of pushing a writing desk up against the wall under the window?

Why?

What an opportunity lost! I began scanning all the rooms in my house for walls that I might push a writing desk up against with windows I might push a writing desk under. I narrowed it down to three, but one of them was in my daughter’s room, and I don’t think she’d take kindly to my positioning one there.

But I might anyway! Her room has the best light at the time of day that I often write. Also, and maybe more importantly, the wall in her room has nothing in that spot (not true of the aforementioned other windows), thereby officially making it the path of least resistance. Keep reading

Primroses

I used to buy a primrose every year in January or February and then plant it in the yard in the spring.

I first began doing this the year my mother died to honor her memory, and then continued doing it after that because it brought me comfort.

After a while, I had quite a beautiful primrose garden going. When we moved to a new house, though, I suddenly had trouble finding primroses that looked good at the time that I wanted them, and slowly my practice died off.

This year, I was just running into Hannaford to grab some groceries quick and there they were. All those pretty little primrose faces looking up at me, waiting for me. A beautiful yellow one came home with me. Keep reading

Grounding in the dark

I love sleep.

When I don’t have to be at work or at an appointment early, my first impulse is always to sleep in. To sleep late. To luxuriate under the covers with no demands made on me.

When my husband has to be up early, I get up with him and see him off, and then I make myself a cup of coffee and take it back to bed. I might drink half of it but then I go back to sleep.

This feels like a total gift.

Other times, however, I stay up. Like today. I went outside in the dark and looked at the sky. I looked at the snow. I smelled the air. I breathed it all in. I felt the crunching ice under my boots. I realized that being outside in the dark at this early hour was helping me feel grounded in place. It conveyed an “I am right where I am supposed to be” feeling to me that helped me feel calm and centered. Connected not only to the physical world but to myself, as well as to all of the other people that might have also been up early, looking up at the sky. Keep reading

Everyone’s cup of tea

Probably you’ve heard a version of this at some point in your life:

You are–or are not–my cup of tea

My friend Maritza Parra created Courage Cards and does a free pull every month on her Facebook Page. This is the card she pulled for me:

I was part of an activity last year that Maritza held that included making a drawing of what the phrase meant to me. I drew my picture back in June, 2019, and I still have it.

When she pulled my card, I immediately recalled my drawing. It’s message to me is even more powerful today than it was the day I first thought of it. One person cannot be everything to everyone. We are liked by some people and maybe not so much by others. What we create will resonate with some and grate on others. Keep reading

Determination

I was feeling discouraged about how things were going in my business recently when I ran into a dear friend at one of my favorite local health and wellness shops. After we hugged, she asked me how things were going, and I said something about being stalled–whatever I said, I’m sure my discouragement shone through.

Then she reached into her pocket and pulled out this crystal and put it in my hand.

“Take this. It’s fluorite. It’s for determination,” she told me. Keep reading

My One Word 2020: Definition

I’ve been thinking about choosing #Faith as My One Word for many years now.

This idea occurred to me when I was writing one of my books. My maternal grandmother had triplet sisters that, sadly, didn’t survive infancy. They were so tiny that they put them into bureau drawers to sleep instead of cribs (according to my memory of family lore, which may or may not be fully accurate).

Their names were Faith, Hope, and Charity.

I thought  it would be great to honor them by choosing one (and maybe more in the future) of their names as My One Word to focus on for the year.

This is the year.

I didn’t get the engraved “faith” stone for this particular purpose; I already I had it. It’s flanked by an Amethyst and a Smoky Quartz that I love. I gave it a place of honor, a place where I will see it frequently throughout the day. Keep reading