Another bouquet and hope to carry on
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I'm at my best when I have a bouquet of flowers nearby. Instead of hurrying through the day to be things like important and smart and ambitious, flowers invite me to linger.
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My Life of Something More
/For all these things that I used, tried, worn, bought and dated, nothing--absolutely nothing--ever helped me bliss out from the life I lived. There was always one more thing to try, and one more thing to buy and one more person I just hadn't met yet.
Read MoreThe detours we take to avoid living
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There are plenty of voices in our lives that will tell us—be sensible, be small, be frugal, be considerate of everyone’s feelings except your own. It’s a circular sort of trap that I got caught in, torn between doing what was expected and what was nourishing to me deep down inside.
Read MoreThe long tunnel to joy
/In Colorado when you want to get from one side of a mountain to another, sometimes you have to drive through it. Not around it, not along the edge, but right through that giant rock holding all those trees and rivers and animals. The mountain stretches up, up, up to the sky and as you look back down to the road, you realize that they’ve carved out a relatively small crevice for your car to zip through to the other side.
Read MoreThe day a Crossfit coach changed my life
/In 2012 I moved to Colorado and lived in the basement of a home that was more than 100 years old. It was cold, there were no windows, and I was miserable. This sort of aloneness was at first liberating but soon began to echo like a canyon, and I realized I had things in my heart of hearts to address.
Read MoreWhat can only be found with your eyes closed
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I’m in that space where they say you’re supposed to write no matter what. When you’re feeling so many things that you can’t actually look at the page as you’re typing because even the way the letters show up on the screen is a welcome distraction. Anything, please, anything but feeling this.
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