It’s all about context. Some words send my spine into tingling shudders in one context and tingles of joyful anticipation in another
My absence here last week was largely due to my general absence from life last week. As I’ve begun to come out of the misery induced state the flu pushed me into, I may have learned a thing or two or seven.
Emotional rest is a necessity and a process just like physical rest.
I feel like I’m without too many coherent thoughts right now. So I thought I’d just jot down a few things that have come to mind over the last few days.
I’m tired. I’m done in. I crave the restful and restorative.
Food builds bridges. It has the power to soothe your soul and is often coupled nicely with your favorite pair of stretchy pants. It can also cross boundaries, timelines and stereotypes; and yet it also helps to define cultures and people.
“A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.” Confucius
For me, it began with a misstep.
Once upon a time, on a continent far far away, I lived out a part of me that has been fairly covert since coming to America.
Today was the first day of the rest of my next 12 weeks. Here are a few things I learned today.
It feels like I just arrived in CA, but today is my 8th day here. It’s time to head back to CO.