The heart of life is good

I’ve been hearing about Hurricane Ridge and how it’s “Like the Sound of Music” in the high mountain meadows covered with wildflowers. We never had enough time to visit Hurricane Ridge during the season on my previous visits before I moved here and when I finally got here in November it was already too snowy to go.

Supply chain issues

When the virus first broke out, we had no idea how it would affect our ability to get food and supplies. Mom went really hard in the garden this year so we were certain we would get fresh produce. For a second I thought about doing some canning.

Aligning my days for productivity and minimal resistance

I have always known that dance helps me feel more joyful. In fact, the first thing I did when I was 19 years old and made the fateful decision that I wanted to “stop hating myself” (I had no language for self love, I did not yet understand or identify my depression) was to start doing dance aerobics again.

Zoom Domme

The first text I read this morning was that your Aunt Rachael was in the hospital for tests. She has the Corona, so this was a perfect day to also just dive right into the Agape church service. So many prayers went out for her today!

Feel the fear, do it anyway

I used to have a sticker on the back of my phone that said “action cures fear” which is totally true. Either you’re doing the thing or you’re thinking about doing the thing, creating more resistance.

Today was a harder day in quarantine

I took a break today to go play ping pong with my mom. She bought a moveable table set from a facebook ad over the winter (dreaming of summer days and ping pong) and we inaugurated it at her birthday party two weeks ago. I figured I’d keep making her vision a reality and up my mirth on a day where mirth felt a little hard to access.

Moving towards life or away from life

I read an incredible article by adrienne maree brown yesterday. Incredible. If you’re not my kids 25 years from now reading this and cruising this blog go read it right now.

Socializing in Covid Times

Yesterday was a delight–in many ways I found Festival Magic in quarantine that typically I only experience when I’m at an in person festival experience.

The littlest slivers of joy can be a big deal if you let them

(This post is part of a series of daily letters from me to my future children reporting from the emerging paradigm.) Dear Kids: Friends in the hospital for non covid illnesses. “Traveling right now could be lethal.” California just rolled back to phase 1 reopening. Feels like everything changes by the minute. More hard news… […]

Life is Lifing at you

My inner people pleaser and controller deeply wants to identify problems at every turn. Criticism as a form of love is an ancestral pattern I am ending in my generation, which centers from my thought life.