Eau De Bougie

For ten days I’ve held this post in abeyance. In denial, if I’m being honest (my theme for 2021). I wanted to write an article about scent as a wellness practice. On New Year’s Day I discovered a scent which activates all my magical powers and after spending several days of honeymoon with it, I…

Twelfth Month Rituals

If you are reading this on publication day I wish you a happy new year. Even if you’re not, I wish you a happy new year. I made it all twelve months without missing a highlight reel. Twelve ritual posts to support my 2020 theme of Ritual. Back when this became a wellness blog I…

Eleventh Month Rituals

Here we are again; a ritual return. Ritual highlights are ready to reel. Back when this became a wellness blog I called each of these end-of-the-month posts my Work Release. To support my 2020 theme of Ritual, I have elected to describe and observe these monthly posts as Rituals themselves, in addition to being filled with rituals which support wellness. Welcome to a…

Every Wrong Answer Tells A Story

Continuing my series of posts for things I find on the run, I give you another oddly placed floral foundling. I’ve found flowers on the run before but none quite so . . . flamenco dancer. I mean, how hubba hubba is this beauty? I found her just off the sidewalk in the park, dropped…

Cash In The Trash

Around this time a couple of years ago I was sitting around a restaurant table at a corporate Christmas luncheon with my coworkers, hosted by our bosses. At the conclusion on our meal we received our holiday bonuses in sealed envelopes designed to keep us from peeking, counting our cash, or reacting in the presence…

Go Ahead. Fa The La Las.

This is the year I take it all back. Eat my words. Stand in hypocrisy. Jump the fence. You know the words. I write them every year. Don’t let December holidays encroach upon November. Protect November! Let November stand in sovereignty. Keep the Christmas crap put away until after Thanksgiving. Abolish Black Friday. Yada yada…

Spiritual Sanitation

The toilets in my cottage are a family joke. They are ancient; probably original to the structure, which is around 50 years old. The parts inside the tanks are crumbling, rusted, and broken. But the tanks themselves are not leaking, so we keep repairing the moving parts. By repair I mean MacGyver them back together…

Liquid Release

Tears. It is often the arrival of unexpected tears which feel the most powerful when they arrive. The tears that sneak up and surprise, indicating deeply flowing emotions I may not have known were hiding. This happened yesterday when I read the news of the election results. Not when I heard about them but when…

DIY Vernacular

I would say Happy New Year but it’s really only my new year. As in the past, I observe a new year’s eve on October 31st and my own personal new year on November 1st. And like some folks celebrate their birthday all week or all month long, I start prepping for the thinning of…

Cons’ Piracy

Sometimes small villagers come over to my estate to play. I have especially good grounds for play, romp and frolic. Some of these small villagers cannot play on their own lands because there are fiery beasts. They have no staff to eradicate the beasts so they travel to my estate for outdoor relief. They often…

Tenth Month Rituals

Here we are again; a ritual return. Ritual highlights are ready to reel. Back when this became a wellness blog I called each of these end-of-the-month posts my Work Release. To support my 2020 theme of Ritual, I have elected to describe and observe these monthly posts as Rituals themselves, in addition to being filled with rituals which support wellness. Welcome to a…

Slow Poison

Creative folks paying the bills by working non-creative jobs. Raise your hands. How do we do our best work 9 to 5? We don’t. We just don’t. We do well to give ourselves a pass for this. Emotionally, I mean. Consider an emotional allowance for ourselves. Our creative souls are well-suited for certain kinds of…