1. On my desk: The first draft of my second novel. I let it sit for so long that I forgot the twists at the end. Though it needs a lot of work, I had fun reading it, which I’ll take as a good sign. But then again, can we ever get any distance from our work?
2. On my nightstand: Saving Fish From Drowning by Amy Tan. This book is taking me longer to get through than most, though I am certainly enjoying it. I think I lost momentum while reading Anna Karenina, which I elected not to finish.
3. In my belly: Kale Salad w/Chickpeas & Tahini dressing; Gorgonzola, Shittake, Roasted Fennel sandwich (yummy); Feel the Love Tea mixed with a Chinese herbal tonic.
4. On my calendar: The annual auction that keeps the scholarship program going at Giovanna’s preschool. I donated a gift basket of Herbal Philosophy Teas, and something even more exciting: a custom medicinal tea based on the highest bidder’s unique health challenges and taste preferences.
5. In my business: After the mention in New Beauty Spa + magazine, the orders for Feel Beautiful Tea are going up and up. I am also in the planning phase of launching the Herbal Philosophy storefront on Amazon Fresh. Thrilling, terrifying. Today, my husband and I will (hopefully) produce the photos for the storefront banner and new product shots.
6. In my head: My new blog header and categories. The idea, the craving for a change, came to me in the middle of the night. I couldn’t sleep until I’d finished it. I missed my sleep window, I stayed up entirely too late, and I woke up sick. Why, again? This place is a hobby, a creative outlet. I don’t know why I felt compelled to injure my health and my weekend with so much late night screen time and so little sleep. But that was Friday night. Last night, I slept 10 hours. The difference is absolutely striking. Our bodies need to lie still.
7. On my person: sweaty yoga pants. After all that lying still, I needed to sweat it out. Breathe deeply. A powerful Heated Vinyasa Flow Class left me dripping. With glory and joy 🙂
After I wrote all of this, I started thinking (again) why? Why do I like to capture my current frame of life with words? Why is it so therapeutic? I don’t feel especially comfortable posting details about my life on the internet, even carefully selected details. But I suppose this is also the beauty of it. Eleanor Roosevelt said, “do something every day that scares you.” This scares me. Sharing the existence of my second novel with the vast unknown. But I keep doing it. Because I have to write, and sometimes, the only thing I have to write about is the inspired parts of my life.
“Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness; it has no taste.”
― Charlotte Brontë
“If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.”
― Mother Teresa
“Love only grows by sharing. You can only have more for yourself by giving it away to others.”
― Brian Tracy
“You are forgiven for your happiness and your successes only if you generously consent to share them.”
― Albert Camus