Let Me Count Your Sneezes

Let Me Count Your Sneezes

Admittedly, I’m weird. Delightfully, while I’m always weird, I can delight people with strange observations at the sneakiest of times. Take the market for example. Selling books at a Farmer’s Market, Christmas Market, Jamieson’s General Store’s first Saturday market makes sense, especially this time around. It makes more sense when you fill the table with […]

Life Lesson's Through Detours

Life Lesson’s Through Detours

Choosing being social over writing. Choosing errands over word count.Choosing life over imagination.Choosing to be authentically you even though it hurts like hell. We are all making choices. So many decisions, big and small daily, that can effect our future even more than our present. Deciding which action to prioritize, which friend to put first […]

Writing Adjacent Exercises

Writing Adjacent Exercises

I’ve been kind of lost, I admit, with respect to my writing. Attending groups, being inspired, feeling motivated and then just being so unfocused when I have the time to write that nothing actually gets written with one exception. To keep me writing, and feeling like I’m making progress, besides begging you all to read […]

From Showing Off to Showing Up by Nancy Regan

Still not yet a review, just a moment that I was inspired to share and show up for. There are many similarities I’m finding, within the stories in From Showing Off to Showing Up and this particular one brought back a situation I am not proud of. One, like Nancy’s, is a moment that ripped […]

Taking Action Based on From Showing Off to Showing Up by Nancy Regan

I heard so much of this book and the fabulous author that I had to get it. I wasn’t exactly sure it would be for me, however, as I naively never really saw myself as a show off or having the need to be a great public speaker. I was wrong. I hate and love […]

Not As Special As You Said I Would Be

Not As Special As You Said I Would Be

Growing up being consumed with the feeling of being special was both a blessing and a curse.  I was “the real child “, “the baby”, “the perfect one” yet I could do wrong and boy, was that wrong. I remember distinctly my brother telling me he predicted I would be beat up because I thought […]

Minute Moments of Wonder and Joy

Minute Moments of Wonder and Joy

Minute and minute are spelled the same but mean different things. I point this out because of the giggle it gave me to read it when I was gifted a moment to myself. A moment to breath and not be expected to find something or do something. A minute to write. So I opened my […]