My last issue of Real Simple had this quote from Peter Ustinov on the binding; what powerful words. It reminded me of my faith and my family, my past hurts and bitterness. I remember exactly where I was in my room when I read it, the way the light was coming in, the ukulele on my bed- it was one of those moments that caught my heart off guard in the best kind of way.
Such a beautifully simple way to describe how to love one another. It is a state of the heart that needs continual pruning and gentle reminding.
I’m one of those people that gets headaches from smells. Bath and Body Works is 100 percent out of the question. I will undoubtedly cross to the opposite side of the shopping center/hold my breath/speed on past it like a toddler headed for the big kid potty while passing it. People, we just don’t need that much sensory overload. We just don’t.
We do however, still need lovely things that make us feel like ladies and our skin feel soft and velvety. I am so happy to have had a chance to try out some little lovelies from Splurge Skincare- because it rules. I’m not just saying that, I seriously use the lip balm every day. The body scrub has also been a huge help to these old lady hands of mine. Boston is outrageously unforgiving in the winter. (Commuting doesn’t help either…) My hands end up so dry and scaly, but Splurge swooped in like a skincare superwoman and saved me. I am really loving the Autumn scented scrub- it has hints of orange peel, cinnamon, and clove and makes me feel warm and cozy. One thing that I like about this scrub is that the grains aren’t huge, so it is a more smooth and enjoyable experience while you’re washing.
The real kicker, though, is that all of their products are natural and chemical free! I’ve been trying to keep all of my beauty products organic and completely chemical free. Splurge has done a really great job!
Good news from these parts. I’m not dead! Geeze louise, moving is serious business. And then after you’re done packing up your junk and moving it to your friend’s basement (because you’re only half moving, and couch surfing until your final day of work at the end of the month…) you still have to figure out how to keep your life going as normally as possible when you are living out of a suitcase and don’t have a laptop.
I really love my iMac, but portable, it is not. Naturally, it has taken me a little bit to get situated. Luckily my friends are nice and have made a little space for me, so you can count on more posts around here.
Also. For just a quick minute, let’s bask in the beauty of that French room. Sheer bliss.
So this one time I was a blogger at Lady & Like and it was fun and fabulous and totally cute. Then life happened and I was looking for jobs, turning down jobs, starting organizations, packing up my life, planning trips to India- You know, casual stuff…
But it RULES. Friends, to be the most cliche blogger that there ever was, I’m going to remind you that life really is what you make it. And with that as good of a segue as any… I’m going to India. I’m moving out of the sweet little apartment that I have been in for the past 2 years, packing up my life in boxes and vintage trunks and sending it to my parents in Pennsylvania. The first week will be an orientation of sorts, and the rest of my stay I will be working with children on the streets of Delhi.
I’ll be in India for 2 months, but I’m not sure where life will take me once I get Stateside again. Before the start of twenty fourteen, I knew that a career move was on the horizon, and after a lot of juggling and failed job applications, I decided that a time of transition was the best time to get my little self to the Eastern part of the world. Remember that post I wrote about living an inspired life?
Well, I’m not waiting anymore. :)
(PS, I realize that I left you hanging with the whole “starting organizations” thing in the first paragraph. It’s coming.)
You guys! My friends rule. Really, truly, they are just unparalleled in coolness. Kaylyn has been doing some pretty great flower work over the past year, and now she officially has a website! You must visit it immediately. Fabulous. Thanks for playing.
Also, we brunch hard. Before Christmas, Kaylyn, Emari, and myself got together to do a little inspiration shoot. K provided the flowers and styling, I did a little graphic goodness, and Emari took some photos. We laughed a lot, ate a lot, dreamt a lot, you know, typical twenty-something-on-a-Saturday stuff.
Early this November, I was sitting on the edge of my bed, holding my head in my hands, and I had this idea. Out of pure exhaustion, defeat, and frustration, clarity met my courage and there was no turning back. 2014 would be the year. The year I would start an organization. The year I would go to India. The year I would start singing again. The year I would start making music again. The year I would silence the inner lies and daily discouragements that follow me and my musical dreams around.
Our callings are essential to who we are. When we ignore them, I believe we are not living as the beings we were created to be. What we need to remember is that those callings aren’t meant just for our enjoyment. We weren’t meant for glory.
So, this year, I’m going to do my best to pursue the things that I know I am called to, but with a higher purpose in mind, and a focus that is continually outward. My nearest and dearest are already holding me to that. They have been a constant encouragement to the (insane) ideas that I come up with, encouraging me to pursue every last one.
I cannot wait to share with you some of the things I have in the works for this year, and I hope that you will join me when I do share them. But as far as resolutions go, I don’t really do them. I do however, recognize my weaknesses, and those are needing some tending to. The biggest is developing a heart of gratitude. To be thankful always. To continually strive to be a woman who possesses grace, meekness, and poise.
I feel like I’m on the eve of something, or at least I’m hoping that I’m on the eve of something. Ha- isn’t that how it always goes. But seriously. I’m serious. I’m taking no prisoners. Insanity may just be my best friend this year. There are a lot of puzzle pieces yet to come together, but twenty fourteen could be a year of BIG transitions. Projects, new jobs, design, music (??!?!?!). Hopefully some puzzle pieces.
More on that tomorrow. ;)
And on a completely unimportant note, here is a pretty picture of some random goodies that I got for Christmas, including the Canon T3i that took it. Y’all, this blog is gonna get even prettier. And hopefully, my life a lot more epic.
This was maybe the least elegantly written post I’ve ever had on here. Going out with a bang.
Due to the recent snow, I have been listening to the kind of music that takes you away to mountain tops and fireplaces and snuggly under-the-blanket-tea-drinking-couch days. Nils Frahm, in particular, has been stealing my heart. “You” sounds like falling in love. Matt Corby also makes an appearance, as well as some other old faithfuls like Bon Iver and Ed Sheeran. The playlist came out of this idea of the quietness in the mountains, but the grittiness that you can find there too. I don’t know, it just felt right so I went with it. I’m a feeler. What can I say.
So grab a classic (preferably Steinbeck ;) )and settle under the covers for some solid you time.
If you can’t smell the fresh leather, sandalwood, and slight hints of hops- well, I haven’t done my job. This list has man all over it. The classy kind of man at least. He smells nice, looks sharp, stays cozy, drinks beer, and probably chops wood in the backyard while you make banana bread.
Or at least in our dreams, right? Right.
I for one, plan on making some Christmas cookies this morning with a certain little munchkin. I think it’s her first full cookie decorating experience, considering she was only one last year about this time and doing that little baby/toddler bobble everywhere. Toddlers are basically little drunken sailors. And I love them so.