Category Archives: happiness

My tongue is still, my fingers do not type

Lots of thoughts, feelings, happenings… but not feeling equipped to distill into any posts here.  All is well.  Mostly exquisite, with some pinpricks of newness, change, settling in, uncomfortability.  More waking up, more evolution.

But summer!  Ahh, summer.  I live for this.


Moving on

This morning I’m drinking (2! cups of not-usually-had) coffee and sorting through my belongings to newly-discovered Patti Smith’s Horses.  (I know! How on earth could I have just discovered her!  I feel I’ve found a kindred spirit.)  Laundry is swishing and rolling in the basement, and more packing will commence shortly.

After one year of living mostly on my own, I’m moving into the bottom half of a lovely house one town away with my sweetheart. And my daughter! (But she’s part-time.  How do I express that?  Because of course she is moving with us too.)  By all accounts, this is a time of big transition.  Moving forward deeper into the life I’ve deliberately chosen for myself and my family — amid the chaotic flux of moving into a new home.

In the past, moving has been an entirely stressful time for me.  Especially as a kid; the experience was completely up-ending.  Very little notice from my parents, and then boom! I’m in a new place, devoid of the familiar surroundings and people who had brought me comfort previously.  But! This time I feel such a sense of calm.  Even with usually-detested packing ahead of me.  I kinda feel like I’m floating in joy. Embracing it!

Paring down, focusing on my vision, dreaming, moving on…

I Confess…

Happy Friday!

Today I’m scurrying around to get the three of us ready for a 4-day trip to visit my fam in Massachusetts. I should be packing my daughter’s clothes and making car snacks and doing responsible things of that nature.

BUT I think I must watch this video just one (or ten?) more time(s) instead. This woman makes my knees weak…

I found Happiness* last week

… in a paper bag at my train station.  It was left by a dyke with beautiful salt and pepper hair, which I took  as a sign that I should rummage around in said bag to find my next fix.

*There’s a book swap at my train station; one of my most favorite things about it.  You too can find Happiness, here, among other places.

And is it making me happy?  Absolutely!  So far it’s a dark + amusing read.  Perfect for the train ride and at my desk during my “lunch break.”