The writing prompt I pulled this morning was, “What if you focused on having fun?” This question raised lots of weird and unexpected thoughts for me: If I try to force fun, it doesn’t happen. Fun requires other people. I’d rather do something quiet, like read. And I wondered, am I a fun-hater? I don’t … Continue reading What is fun?
I know it’s woo-woo and hippy dippy, and many of the people I love and respect most in the world roll their eyes at astrology and tarot and all things occult, but I’m just going to come out and say it: I love the tarot. (And astrology, and the occult, but this is just about … Continue reading Confession: I love the tarot
When a friend read my Grass is Green post back in March, he reached out and said I might appreciate Ryan Holiday’s book, The Obstacle is the Way, to help me cope with the pandemic. The small but potent book teaches that what matters is not to avoid adversity. Avoiding adversity is impossible. Instead, what … Continue reading Being Well
I always get excited for a new year. When the calendar year flips, it means fresh notebooks, a fresh year number in the date, an actual fresh calendar. The newness of a new year inspires us to look forward, to make resolutions, to try to change ourselves for the better. The problem with the official … Continue reading Intentions for my 46th trip around the sun
I’m taking time this week to savor something every day: to stay in the moment of something I love. To do this, I of course started a log, using my fountain pens. I thought I’d share some of the small entries from moments that brought me joy this week. The scent of tall grass in … Continue reading Savor a small moment
My husband gave me two fountain pens for Christmas. I love them so much that I bought a third for my office. I also bought pretty inks in emerald, violet, and aqua. During quarantine, I’ve journaled each day with my pens, just as I did before quarantine. Journaling is an echo chamber, though. It’s just … Continue reading Quarantine fun: hand-written letters