I’m a huge proponent of planning and planners. I’ve tried a couple of different kinds, I even dabbled with the bullet journal that has been taking the internet by storm, but I always come back to an hourly planner. It helps me see my entire day in a glance. This year, I invested in a… Continue reading You Don’t Have to Plan Your Whole Life
Yoga has been with me for almost as long as I can remember. My parents, true hippies of their generation, were trying to learn yoga and meditation. We practiced as a family for some time. After a few attempts, it fell away from daily practice. I, however, kept it up for some reason. It wasn’t… Continue reading Guest Post: Yoga and My Mental Illness by Michelle Daoust
When I was looking back at this year, I thought, “I haven’t done anything.” I was trying to think of what I had accomplished. Most of my days are spent sitting in an office creating spreadsheets and once I get home I’m too exhausted to write or do much more than watch vines. My yoga… Continue reading Reviewing 2018
Wow. The past six or so months have been a little too crazy for my own good. The reason is that I bit off a lot more than I could chew. I’m still chewing and finally getting to the end of it all. My husband and I started a new business, I was writing blogs,… Continue reading Biting Off More Than You Can Chew
Slowly but surely, I’m coming more into my own. After years of abusive relationships telling me how I should look, sound, spend my time, making me feel bad about my hobbies or my taste in music, or even the way I practiced the same religion,
I hate medication. I’m one of those hippy dippy trippy people who prefers to use oils and herbs to solve all my ailments. I only go to the doctor when I’ve tried all my old methods and nothing has worked.
Winter punched. Me. In. The. Face. After a tumultuous and shocking Thanksgiving, a busy Christmas, and a bone-chilling New Years, my body and my mind shut down.