I am motion

There is a freedom in having less but a greed to experience. I never want to get stuck in the motions..I am the motion. The gear that unwinds the clock, and not just the clock that ticks on.

Life moments

Mood: currently meditating on my life. Truth: Life can be scary, embrace the ebb and flow. Resolution: Choose joy and never give up!


I crawled through the darkness. I have overcome the evil that tried to steal my joy. I am not the hurt that I have witnessed and been through. I am the healer of my sorrow and wounds. I choose to persist everyday that is the difference. I do not fail until I give up. I am a survivor.


I feel it in my bones. This need to pack my shit and let go. Find peace in the unfamiliar. Trust not by eyesight alone but allowing my heart to guide me. I have always had this desire to travel but its scratching at the door. I feel unsettled in the comfortable. I need wild water, lilac mountains, moonlight tucking in a blanket of stars, the arms of a shade tree. I want simple. I want truth. I want nature.

Waking up to new.

I have had this burning desire to light up my life again with words. Except, this time its different. My life took a dramatic change. I stopped writing and lost myself somewhere in the mix of chaos. Healing has taken time but my dreams are still wide awake. Ready to be poured out upon life’s many pages. That is the beautiful thing about writing, our personal stories never end.

The magic has begun…

 This is my absolute favorite time of year here in Arkansas. The alluding beauty of fall brings me a special kind of joy. There is a whimsical smell that the air carries. As the leaves chase eachother through the air in melody. The sharp sound of the tea kettle whistling as the chai tea brews. Wrapping yourself in a cashmere blanket snuggled up to your favorite book. Homemade pumpkin pie like your grandmother used to make baking in the oven. The sweet aroma of cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves, and ginger enrapturing your home. Cozy hayrides bunched up next to the people you love. The silhouette of a campfire crackling against the indigo night sky. There is such an enlightening beauty that fall brings every year. A magic that creeps its way into our hearts one leaf at a time. This is what I love about fall!


Ah! The pleasures of writing again….

  As I was laying in bed last-night, I suddenly realized that I forgot to write for three months straight. Funny how one can so easily get caught up in the crazy web of life.  I have truly missed just taking those few minutes out of my day to clear my head through writing. One thing I have learned to be this year is patient.  That is a huge step for me because patience doesn’t come natural to me. For those of you who don’t know…I have taken a break from culinary school until my husband finishes his schooling.  I decided to stay home and be with the kids. Adia, my little girl is starting kindergarten this year and I wanted to be involved as much as possible. Most of you know that Matthew and I conceived in March of last year and now have a sweet, happy, and healthy baby boy that brings so much joy to our family. So, yes! We have been plenty busy. Though, at times I miss having my own quiet time. Something, I can call my own. A time to escape from all the noise.

  This is a rare, sacred luxury that may come every great once in awhile. Mom’s you know what I’m talking about…the quiet sound of silence. Feed a passion, quality time with a close girlfriend, reading your favorite book at the local coffee-shop, involving yourself in the community you may live in ect.  Sometimes, we are so caught up in taking care of others that we forget to take care of ourselves. This is important to our overall well-being.  This is not to undermine helping others because that is very important as well. But, it is also good to let others give a hand whenever we are feeling tired. So, that we can re-charge and remain steadfast in serving others.  Find your quiet place today and enjoy the sweet taste of simplicity!




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