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Recipe: Healing through Self-Care

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Take one cup of kindness, one cup of love and a squeeze of compassion and mix it all in a large bowl. 

Once fully mixed, pour into a small saucepan and cook over medium heat. Stir until the mixture starts to bubble. 

While the medley is bubbling grab a spoon of positive affirmations and sprinkle them while you continue to stir. 

Grab half a cup of gratitude and stir gently into the concoction and bring it to a boil. 

Wait for the mixture to cool, and scoop into a bowl. 

For extra measure you can garnish with some self-acceptance. 

This can be enjoyed either hot or cool, with loved ones or by yourself. 

Make sure to enjoy it often  enough until the taste starts to become familiar. Until the act of caring for yourself feels like second nature, until you never have to look outside for kind words and until you recognise healing whenever you examine yourself. 

 

creativity, lifestyle, Uncategorized, Writing

An Ode to the Mundane

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I almost didn’t write today. I mean it’s 20:00 and I am only committing to putting something down.

Today was just one of those days that felt like it didn’t need to be remembered. I woke up, took a shower, had stale oats, drove to work and sent what felt like a million follow up emails. That was it, it really was a boring day even by my standards. I mean yes, I did stain my shirt in the exact same spot my husband stained his shirt even though he’s not home, that was cool but other than that nothing.

Some days are just like that. They come and they go. They bring nothing extraordinary be it sadness or happiness, they sort of just be.

Even now as I sit on my couch, writing this and trying my best to reflect I cannot for the life of me think of one exciting thing (except the shirt stain thing, that was pretty cool). At this point all I can do is congratulate myself on making it through the day. This day that didn’t ask much from me except for me to show up, work and eat a very dull salad.

So I am going to just be thankful to the mundane right now. Thankful that the lack of ups and downs in my day meant that I had no spikes in my anxiety. Thankful that I woke up and went to work and made it back home safely. Thankful that I had tea, thankful that I can missed the power outage while at work, thankful that I married someone whose clumsiness matches mine. Thankful that today I am here, sitting on the most comfortable couch in the world, with a book, a cut up mango and Gilmore Girls filling the silence.

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Daily Pursuit of Creativity

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I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to be creative lately. Whether creative people engage in the act of being creative daily, hourly or is it a once in a while thing.

I am one of those people who definitely believes that we’re all born creative. It’s a small little spark that we somehow lose on our journey into adulthood and the very few and very brave are those who continue to be creative well into bill paying, car fixing, laundry and whatever else goes into being an adult.

Now you might be reading this and think I am probably one of those people who has had the creativity beaten out of me seeing as how much I am romaticising creativity. And you’d be right and wrong. Right because I am an accountant and creativity in my line of work gives you Enron and not so much of the good stuff. And you’d be wrong because it’s not been beaten out of me yet, I am still here and I have time to work on my disciplined pursuit of creativity.

Lately I’ve been wondering how long one needs to commit to creativity to truly tap into the deepest of deep creative wells, is it daily? Is it monthly? Is it when the moon is full and the night sky inviting? I don’t know, but I am here and I am willing to find out.

I’m here and willing to throw myself under the bus in pursuit of creativity and to put together a life that I can marvel at and think “Wow, I created a masterpiece”.