Do you have a favorite or lucky number? Or keep seeing the same ones everywhere you go?
Ever wonder if there’s a significance to them beyond their face value?
Certain numbers definitely have a special place in my heart and hold deeper meanings for me.
Shall we go on a little numerical journey together?
Continue reading “fun with numbers…”
When you have a profound realization like I had in that car, it leaves a mark.
But of course, a miraculous recovery from years of self-destructive behavior is (most likely) not gonna happen.
So, what did happen?
Continue reading “the power of intention… (pt. two)”
As a child, I was told that I could “do anything I set my mind to.” It usually wasn’t far behind “What do you want to be when you grow up?”
So, in my kid brain, “setting your mind to something” translated to a big picture idea. Like, if I wanted to be a doctor or lawyer, and worked really hard, it would happen.
Whatever the “thing,” it was always somewhere far in the future, promising eventual graspability. Regardless, I took it to mean that anything was possible.
It took me years—decades—to realize that “anything” had actually been within my reach all along…
Continue reading “the power of intention… (pt. one)”
So, I just got a message from the Universe to practice what I preach.
You know how I know?
Because I spent hours writing a blog post. And then rewriting it. And then finding the right song to accompany it. And while looking for a photo to add…
Continue reading “good one, universe…”
I read something recently about how fairies are changing our timelines here in this reality in order to save human lives and the planet because we have proven that we can’t save ourselves.
Sounds legit to me.
Continue reading “a sorta fairytale…”
The U.S. Supreme Court decision to overturn Roe v. Wade has left many of us feeling A LOT. As an Empath, it’s hard enough managing our gift on a daily basis, let alone when our society suffers a massive blow. Since we naturally absorb the feelings and emotions of those around us, protecting ourselves from heavy energy takes active effort. So, how does an Empath cope with such a sudden collective devastation?
Continue reading “empath coping methods (collective devastation)”
Sometimes, it’s fun to look back. And there’s no better time than on the night of a Full Moon. It’s at this phase in the cycle when you can clearly see how far you’ve come and let go of anything (with gratitude) that no longer serves you.
In honor of tonight’s special Strawberry Supermoon, let’s take this opportunity to throw it back…
Continue reading “flashback: january 2020”
As I’m sure many of you can relate, I spent all week looking forward to the weekend. I’ve had a rough go of it recently [as you may recall from my post a few days ago] and I had big plans for some R&R. And then what ends up happening? I GET SICK.
[insert The Bachelor chick “ugh” GIF again] Like, seriously?
Continue reading “day of rest…”
Coming to Boise, Collin and I only knew a handful of people who lived in the area. Luckily, we had our kids (and our co-parenting family) as our tribe to lean on for support during this transition.
After some time at my job, I got to know my coworkers pretty well and spent time with them outside of the office. We lunched, shared TMI, went to birthday parties, celebrated divorces, yoga’d, and happy hour’d. This was my “MHD” tribe.
Continue reading “a quest called tribe… (pt. two)”
On a Saturday morning back in February, I met my friend, Ali, for coffee. These weekend coffee dates had become a wonderful timeout from real life. For a couple hours, I could venture out into the world (just down the street, but still) as an individual person.
I didn’t have to struggle with getting a kid, or four, in and out of the car. I could just pull into a parking space and get myself out of the car; it was a lightness that I rarely felt anymore.
Our conversation that day spanned many topics—from plants to how much our time is worth to how our mindsets shift as we move through life.
Somewhere in the middle of our conversation, I had an epiphany. And then sometime after that, I forgot what it was. (This is why we can’t have nice things.)
Continue reading “saturday morning coffee…”