How To Be, Effortlessly

How To Be, Effortlessly

“To be, or not to be.” That is, in fact, the question. Hamlet, of course, was defining being as living, so when he asked this question he was asking whether it was better to be alive or not. To me that point is moot since I believe that we ARE, and will continue to BE forever. In this respect, I’m a bit of Buddhist – I don’t believe that our existence begins at conception and ends with death – but that’s a topic for a different time perhaps, and one that bears…

On Heartbreak and Happiness

On Heartbreak and Happiness

It’s okay to not be okay. Did you hear me? It is OKAY to not be okay. I want you to know this. I want you to know that you don’t have to hide your “not okayness” behind a fake smile or behind words like, “I’m fine” or “It’s okay” which only sharpen the edges of the “not okayness” that you are trying so desperately to swallow. It is okay to not be okay. To be hurt. To be angry. To be afraid. To be heartbroken. To be. Your job as…

“Oopsie Daisy” (Or How I Get Back On My Bandwagons)

“Oopsie Daisy” (Or How I Get Back On My Bandwagons)

TRUTH: Some people are great at “cold turkey.” Whether it’s quitting an old habit or starting a new one, they make a decision and boom, they never turn back. These people usually have laser focus (they know what’s important to them and they don’t lose sight of it), they have a strong sense of self-worth (they know what’s important to them and they don’t give a crap what other people think), and they are masters of discipline and boundaries (they know what’s important to them and they know how to prioritize it…

When In Doubt… Do (Something)

When In Doubt… Do (Something)

Confession: I’m listening to country music right now… Crazy. I know. Hold up. That was the wrong confession… My bad. Let’s try that again. Confession (Take 2): I thought that once I got my first post out of the way, that writing the second one would be easy. I do, after all, have TONS that I want to write about, and I thought that the hard part would just be figuring out how to start. But I’ve been trying to write this second post since Sunday and well… it’s Thursday now….

In Which She Stands In Her Own Imperfection

In Which She Stands In Her Own Imperfection

HEY THERE… HI. Hello! Welcome to my little corner of the interwebs. I know it’s not much right now, but after months of daydreaming about all of the wonderful things that I hope to do with this space and weeks of agonizing over how to write “the perfect first post,” I thought I’d take a piece of my own advice and just… you know… START. Even if it’s imperfectly. And it will be. Because that’s the nature of beginnings. They aren’t meant to perfect or complete, they are just meant…