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It’s time to take a break. ❌ I can count the It’s time to take a break. ❌ I can count the number of hours I’ve attempted to rest in the last 4 months — two day trips to NYC, one weekend visit from a friend, and Christmas Day off. There has been great joy in keeping my mind busy with writing my book, Blues Skies, and keeping my hands busy with house projects and minimizing. While I have space in my life for each of these things, life is more than antiques, more than color choices, more than living in a box in the suburbs. I know that very intimately having lived out of two suitcases the last few years. I will finish and publish my book with great joy, but I will not be here each day. I will be spending time outside, being active, studying languages, painting for fun, writing freely, and caring about those I love with a heart that isn’t trying it keep up with the pace I’m living now. I surrender to God’s plan and to much needed rest. Until we meet here again, you can meet me on my blog. ❌⭕️❌⭕️
To be kissed by the summer sun, the waves crashing To be kissed by the summer sun, the waves crashing, and the sand beneath my feet. To be in love with late nights, with good friends, and with shots of vodka around a campfire. To be in harmony with family members, to grieve together, and to sit around a table with warming food. To live freely with God’s plan above mine, to have a head of curls, and to dress up and wear feminine clothes. To let go, to tell stories, and to love deeply.
If I could climb five miles of stairs (no joke) to If I could climb five miles of stairs (no joke) to watch a sunset at the top of a mountain in China then maybe I could get through this house clean up process😅 Anyone else can’t wait to travel but also grateful for this slow period of life? I go back and forth in thanking God for time to be with family members and to clean, but also annoyed with myself for being caught up in such small things like paint colors and linens when there’s a big world out there to explore. 🌎 Aching to pack my life in a backpack and travel, but also to clean out the closets that are stopping me. P.S. @theminimalists just released a new documentary!
Trapped — trapped by a world of stuff, consumeri Trapped — trapped by a world of stuff, consumerism, unorganized photos, endless linen closets, and junk drawers. Freed — freed by donating, renovating, listening to old records, giving new life to vintage items, and letting go of unconscious materialism. 2021 will be the year I let it go and am free to do the things I love, to have my life in a backpack and suitcase, to see new places again, and to fall in love with living simply all over again....without worrying about uneven curtains.😜
Nice to meet you again Instagram👋🏻 Happy New Nice to meet you again Instagram👋🏻 Happy New Year! ❤️While I was gone, I gave myself curly bangs 💇🏻‍♀️, wore work clothes every day (these white t-shirts are my uniform for the next 6 months) 👕, mounted a shelf with cute polaroids of the people I love 📸, and committed to renovating and cleaning out this 4500 sq. ft. 100-year-old house by June 🏠 If God allows, I’ll be moving to someplace with lots of Russian and lots mountains from June to August 😮Cheers to 2021!
A blessing from God on Christmas Day... the most b A blessing from God on Christmas Day... the most beautiful sunset. The clouds were shaped like angel wings — my sweet poppy saying hello from a place in heaven I can only pray. My eyes were filled with many tears, yet 25 feels full of grace and a newfound meaning of love — showered with pink roses, childhood memories, and handwritten letters. My heart is still grieving but I know “where there is great love, there are always miracles”. Signing off again to stay present to family, friends, writing, and the coming of the New Year. 💕
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