I told you my hands were itching for a project!
I cannot get enough of woodtones lately. It's making me want to strip all the paint off of every painted piece of furniture we own. I want to see all that gorgeous woodgrain underneath. I want to buff each piece with beeswax oil watch the wood come to life naturally. I have been collecting driftwood for about a year now. I love all the textures and tones mixed together. Sooo yummy!
I love interior design and decorating. LOVE it.
I call it "nesting". One of my favorite things to do is to curl up and pour over my lastest stack of interior design books borrowed from the library. It's incredibly inspiring, explains why I chose textile design as a major in college.
In college one of my teachers required us to keep notebooks filled with inspiration for our textile work. She said something that in my mind translated as this: You must keep your hands and hearts on the pulse of the industry, seek inspiration everywhere. BEST.HOMEWORK. EVER.
This cold and flu season has been a doozy huh?!
Not skinny enough, not accomplished enough, not patient enough, not talented enough, not dedicated enough. I'm 32 now and I feel like 20 years is about all the time I have to dedicate to feeling that way.
In elementary school I wore BIG thick pink glasses and loved horses. I was really tall. I preferred Breyer horses and playing outside over Barbies and Sweet Valley High books. I was smart (except in math) and awkward. None of my clothes were from The Limited, The Gap or United Colors of Benetton.
It's Thursday, January 3rd and I'm officially back at work. Happy Dance!!!
I inadvertantly took the month of December off (except for private clients) due to health issues that spanned a bit farther that my last blog post. Not even a newsletter was sent! Either way, I'm back and it feels so good. Like SO SO SO good. I have missed this space, I have missed my work and I have some really exciting stuff coming up and I'm pumped to share. Is it too early to say I'm collaborating with someone really special to me? Hmmm.
I finally decided on my word for next year.
I had been wavering about my choice for a few months. I was starting to think it wasn't fancy or evolved enough for me. Then something happened and I realized how perfect the word is for me.
In 2013, I choose the word TRUST to guide me . This isn't just a story about a word.
I am grateful. Today, in an empty house I decided it was going to be about me for the next 12 hours. So, I drew a tub with lovely oils and salts and slid in with a new book. Candle lit. Incense burning. Relaxation and quiet.
We all need a starting point. A home base. A jumping off point. 
I started with curtains. Parchment colored ones, that I hung and then stared at for a year. I didn't hate them. I actually loved them for what they could be. I saw a blank canvas, but I didn't see where I had placed my motivation. Then one day I found it.
The curtains transformed me, more than I did them.
"How to solve your problems: do something for someone with a problem greater than yours." ~Karen Maezen Miller
Well, here I go blowing back some life into this virtual space of mine. After running my most favorite cleanse to date, I was left feeling completely broken open {in the best way possible}. Totally in love with the women whose collective energy was just about the most beautiful thing I have been witness to since starting my business.
Blessed beyond blessed.
I'm rested, inspired and totally clear about what I want to share as we move forward into this coming year.
I am so grateful to have unearthed this for myself.
It has been a beautiful week, steeped with one on one time with EACH of my boys, setting intentions, a beautiful bride and the start of my favorite cleanse to date.
You may have noticed today is not Thursday.
At first I kinda freaked out about that. Thinking I had failed my little blogging rhythm. I got over it pretty quick, knowing that the reason I wasn't able to post was because I was out walking my talk. I have been filled to the brim with love and connection as we take our first steps into Deeply Rooted.
Gratitude for the shifting brainwaves of wondering if I am doing my best, to KNOWING it.
A Simple list today. Sometimes, I think that's all we really need:
I saw the sun this week and it was beautiful.
Wool blankets making their way onto beds.
Cuddling with the boys on the couch for a rainy day movie afternoon.
Those onions with the roast chicken that were so divine.
Puddle jumping. Leaf gathering.
Feeding our resident tom turkeys almost daily.