trust the universe.

i have been taught and re-taught, if you learn from your ‘mistakes’ (i prefer to refer to them as learning experiences…after all ‘there’s nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be’) and keep an open heart you’ll get everything you’ve ever dreamed of…and you’ll see wishes can come true.

i firmly believe that when you make space for something in your life and are open to it, the universe will fill that space with whatever it is you need.

and you might find yourself happier than you ever imagined was possible.

a new story begins

contemplating.

i love the rain.

i love feeling inspired.

and i love any excuse to throw on boots.

here’s something very melancholy about the rain…and yet i find it soothing.

i’ve had gordon lightfoot on repeat. he’s a cynic. i like that coupled with the rain.

rain is good for inspiration. or maybe it’s sadness? the rain made me nostalgic…and yet much to my surprise, i didn’t get stuck in that emotion. i guess i shouldn’t be surprised. i’m not meant to be sad. but something about gloomy weather has always made me gloomy on the inside. today is an exception. and why shouldn’t it be? after all, i have pink rain boots. and i love having an excuse to wear them.

i wish i could stay in bed and write all day. i believe that’s what rainy days were meant for…reading and writing.

i’m contemplative today. and i like it.

the oracle.

confession time: i’ve turned into the crazy cat lady.

except he’s a dog.

and smaller than a cat.

the other night i found myself peppering my pup with questions…
like he’s really gonna tell me:
what to eat?
who to date?
when to sleep?

he’s not the oracle. he’s a dog. and it was clearly waaaaay past my bedtime.