When did we stop appreciating the expansiveness of parks and other areas of green spaces?
I’ve been asked a lot lately: what are my dreams? What is it I want to experience?
So many things ping pong around in my head.
I just read this headline and remembered one I’ve held for a long while:
As developers pave over Charlotte, a local farm gets $1.4M boost to grow dramatically
It reminded me of a desire: to be able to buy LAND with no buildings on it to save it from being paved over. We need the trees. We need empty expansive spaces to run and feel delight and freedom. We just need to not have more buildings with climate controlled environments and no sunshine.
Whenever I take my grandson outside, especially to a park, he runs and runs and runs. Sometimes he’ll turn back and wait for me to catch up — and when I’m close enough, he starts up again.
And I find myself wondering: when did we stop appreciating the expansiveness of these spaces? WHY do we have to...
Mary Jane.
Not the shoes, but the woman who owned the small business where I’d been hired to help in an assistant role.
Mary Jane liked things done one way, and one way only.
Her way or it was wrong.
Never mind that the result is the same. She was a sock, shoe, sock, shoe sort of person. Those that are sock, sock, shoe, shoe — well, that’s just wrong.
The entire conference table was set up for a project. She showed me how to do it (her way).
It didn’t work in my brain; in fact, I found it illogical.
So I did it my way.
As a micro manager, she came in to hover… and I got busted! I had to switch back to her way.
But then I switched back.
This environment was oppressive.
It’s an environment I did not and do not thrive in.
This experience was at a time in my life when I was pushing my way out of my cocoon — and Mary Jane kept shoving me back in to cook a bit longer to her liking. Trouble was I was ready to emerge… And I was finding...
We have become a society where detachment from one another has the norm.
Businesses create methods of barriers upon barriers that make communicating with the people they serve.
We have slowly automated everything.
Self check out saves the business money at the cost of human connection.
Automated phone systems with barrier upon barrier of getting through to a human.
People texting people in the room next door.
Teachers quitting because they can’t get their students to put away their cell phones.
In many ways, this technology is like a live experiment. How will our children’s longevity and health be affected by all the screen time they experience before even graduating high school? What will happen to their communication skills as they grow accustomed to this one-dimensional way of living?
Idk. These are rhetorical questions I am asking myself.
And. I make a vow to you that when you interact with my brand, I will not isolate and hide behind a convoluted system of walls and...
I had my first ever American hot dog when I was in college.
The man I was dating was open mouthed shocked that I didn’t know what a hot dog WAS.
Later, when I spent some time in Germany with my family, I saw what a German hot dog looked like while at the soccer field. (yes, that’s where I get my ridiculous passion for the sport.)
They had hollowed out a brotchen (roll) and put a sausage in it. A brotchen is not a hot dog bun, and a sausage is not a hot dog!
It’s a funny story, but the point is: what we grow up with, or in my case, don’t grow up with, influences how we see the world around that particular topic, habit, lifestyle.
Later still, my husband taught me about pickle relish. Yup. I didn’t know about that either.
So what happens when we want something different? See something different and wonder …
That’s the million dollar question, isn't it?
What is required is a conscious choice to learn other options, to be open minded about...
I found the aroma intoxicating.
Geranium essential oil. My first obsession oil from Young Living over 23 years ago.
I used it daily…
I ordered another bottle and it was nothing like what I had been using.
I called the company and learned so much on that one call.
Each “lot”, each distillation, has its own unique aroma and properties.
The weather during the season—the wind, the rain, the temperatures, everything —impacts the plant and ultimately the constituents upon distillation.
Remember that when an oil smells different. Conditions can only be held constant in a laboratory where synthetic compounds (“essential oils”) are created.
If the essential oils you use always smell the same from bottle to bottle, it’s a sign they are created rather than distilled from plants which experience unique conditions.
On the other hand, when they smell different from year to year, you know they are the real deal.
Oh, and I was encouraged when I like...
It’s simple, really.
Add a few drops of your favorite vitality essential oil to water and … it tastes delicious.
… Unless the water is full of chemicals and gross junk. And it rises to the surface as the oils do their magic. The scum is real.
This is what happened to me years ago when I met someone at a fancy, exclusive private club to share Young Living Essential Oils with her.
We each had a glass of water; I added lemon oil.
A short while later all the impurities had risen to the top of the water.
It was quite disgusting. We chose to buy extremely expensive Italian bottled water because the idea of actually DRINKING from our glass was repulsive.
It rather forever changed my view of tap water, ice cubes (on airplanes too) and so much more.
When we take in inorganic substances, be they sprayed chemicals on food or chemicals found in our water supply, or breathed in, our bodies work hard to move these things out. Our organic bodies are not designed to deal with...
I’m sure you’ve heard that expression.
Some breakdowns are massive. Obvious. Ridiculously painful. And usually feel never-ending.
Some, however, are almost unrecognizable. If we are not tuned in, in fact, we may miss it altogether and “just” chalk it up to a bad day.
Some breakdowns feel like you’re standing in the middle of the room looking at your life as it is piled around you — a heap of junk that’s all broken apart and ugly.
Some breakdowns feel like ugh, I am too lazy to give a damn about anything today.
Whichever breakdown it is, it can be comforting to know your breakthrough is soooo close! You can’t push, pull, prod your way there faster. You have to go through the tunnel first.
Did you know that as the butterfly struggles to break free from the cocoon, that if you helped and opened it up just a bit for her, she would die? Her struggle is part of her breakthrough.
The same holds true for you.
Someone can lovingly...