Daisy: What kind of a garden do you come from?
Alice: Oh, I don’t come from any garden.
Daisy: Do you suppose she’s a wildflower?
Alice in Wonderland
Hello lovely! I pray you are well. I stumbled upon this gem of a quote online yesterday, and for some reason it continues to speak to me. Do you suppose I’m a wildflower? I mean, it would explain why I don’t like being fussed over, why I pride myself on being low-maintenance, and why packing my bags to drive to the other side of the country for a boy I barely knew was such an easy decision 8 years ago. I seem to always follow the wind. Do you suppose, just maybe, I’m a wildflower? I feel at home when I’m wandering. When I’m exploring. When I’m alone. When I’m lost. Continue reading
Hello there, beautiful people.
I’m sure you’ve heard or read the following lie before:
“You have the same 24 hours as Beyonce.”
Um, yeah. Actually, no. You don’t have the same 24 hours. You don’t even have 24 hours. Beyonce doesn’t either. If you subtract the 8 hours that we’re supposed to be sleeping, and the 10 hours that many of us spend working for someone else and commuting, we are left with 6. How you spend those 6 hours is largely dependent upon your family composition and household obligations (ok, let’s call them labors of love), extracurriculars, and whatever else you’ve got going on. Oh, you have a newborn? You attend night school? You work a second job? You’re going to have to do your own math then, sweetheart. I majored in journalism, and you’ve got too many instances where I’ll have to carry a 1. The point is, you don’t have 24 hours. Continue reading
No beauty discussions today, people. I have some disheartening news to share with you: Life is hard.
I really wish I didn’t have to be the one to break that news to you. I really wish it wasn’t true. But if I’ve learned anything in the last 30 years, I’ve learned that life is hard. Sometimes it’s really hard. Various seasons and transitions in your life, even people, will utterly suck. There’s no cave to hide in, no river to cross, and no mountain to climb to avoid the occasional, but certain suck you will experience at one time or another. (Oh, so you wanted to reach a goal, too? Well that’s double the suck. Enjoy that, pumpkin.)
Unfortunately, it doesn’t stop there. With that terrible news I offer this caveat: Life becomes exponentially harder when you attempt to avoid the suck. (Stop looking for that cave. You’re embarrassing yourself.) Continue reading
Long time no type, I know. As is the case with certain creative types, I often struggle with follow-through. I get so excited about a new idea or concept (ooohhh…shiny!), yet sitting still long enough to see a project through to completion always presents the real challenge. In the coming days expect to see a few changes to the blog. I’ve learned quite a bit through my studies at Point Loma, and would like to chat with you about leadership, resilience and change. These “side notes” to our beauty discussions won’t happen very often, but when they do, I think you’ll find our chats useful. That is my hope, at least.
“Creative success means balancing your love of starting things with a habit of finishing them.” @MarieForleo
This quick check-in was simply my way of removing the cobwebs from this online home of mine. More to come!
Sleep beckons. Be well!