A means by which we arrive

Hello, sweetlove. ♥

One thing I know as truth is this: Self-care isn’t selfish – it’s the height of generosity.

I know that when you take care of yourself, you feel more grounded, more balanced, more centered. Happier, at ease, ready to savor each moment, even the messy ones. You feel at peace.

I know that when I feel at peace, I speak peace, write peace, give peace… and breathe peace, into the world.

Because peace isn’t a destination — but a daily practice.

But so many of us don’t know where or how to begin.
So I created Breathe Peace.

I had planned on transitioning it over to an ebook-only format, but I really love the communities built during the sessions, the connections and conversations, the sense of solidarity. The knowledge that we’re all in this together.

So I changed my mind and instead of retiring it, I revamped it, deepened it, expanded it. It’s so much more now, and more is good. I like more, especially with this.

Registration is open through May 14, the session runs May 15-June 12. Details, FAQs, and love notes from women who have taken Breathe Peace live here.

I hope you are having a beautiful day.

With heart,


A Community Experience : $48

  • A beautifully designed 60-plus page e-book
  • 12 practices to act as a foundation for your self-care practice
  • An email each day – three focusing on specific practices, four acting as a gentle guide for your day
  • A 60 minute group call during the run of the course
  • A private Facebook group for gathering
  • Printable 8X10 quote cards and 28 affirmation cards
  • A mini-meditation .mp3

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This week’s love fest : 04.26.13

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Four links I love
Hannah’s I am beautiful
Why being rash, hasty & stupid is the smartest thing you can do from Alex
Kyeli’s vlog on Imposter Syndrome
Thug Kitchen (NSFW) (but oh so hilarious)

Four things I’m practicing
Embracing silence
Effusive happiness for others
Smiling with my eyes
Wearing my heart on my sleeve

Four super fun things from my week
Discovering Cover Action Pro (thank you, Tracey! ♥)
Messy tacos
My brudder’s running commentary on his football highlight reel
Reading kids’ books

What have yooooou been loving on this week? Anything, everything, something small or so huge! Let’s love fest it up!

A beautiful weekend to you,

What my aching heart needed me to do

Oh, dear heart.

By the time Friday rolled around last week​​​, I was wrung out and heart-weary. The atrocity of the Boston bombings, the explosion and all of the deaths at the Texas fertilizer ​plant, a recording of one little girl’s voice pitched high with terror,​ ​the death of one of the bombers and the capture of the other.​

Going to sleep with stories of horror, waking up to stories of horror – it was just so much. So when I got home from work Friday, I just wanted to check out for a while, go to sleep, ignore the world and bundle up in my own little sanctuary.

Instead, I did a little bit of both, in the form of handling necessities and playing in luxuries.

The necessities

Necessities were things that I wanted to do to ensure some peace of mind, things that while I could tick off on a to-do list, I didn’t and wouldn’t. Necessities were should-free and judgment-free, soul-filling and mind-easing.

Evicting the rascal birds from my gutters: A group of rascal birds yet again took up residence in my gutters. I called the man who installed them when I got home Friday about it, he came over that night and fixed it all up.

Washing the day away: The first thing I did when I went inside was (after scritching and scratching Beanie’s little back) was take a hot shower. Thank you.

Facetime with the fam: We went out to dinner at this little tavern down by the bay. It was wild and stormy outside, but we were tucked away inside, and when the lights flickered and wavered, it only added to the fun of it all. I had pizza and red wine, we sat around talking and laughing for two hours. Thank you.

Unplugging, in my own fashion: It was a given that with all of the information overload and digital overwhelm from the week that I’d be doing some sort of unplugging. I didn’t check email, Facebook or Twitter and removed those apps from my phone, I didn’t check CNN or any news sites. I ignored everything except for Instagram and Words with Friends because those are soul-nourishing and fun, respectively.

Naps: Naps restore me. One of my favorite things to do is to snuggle down on the couch under a blanket and drift off. Thank you.

Finally, finally, freaking finally revising #breathepeace. I have it all either handwritten or in my heart ready to come out but I've really been resisting sitting in front of a computer when I get home. Today was the perfect day to begin (again).
The blue skies are inching towards opening up above the bay, but right now it's all still so gray and moody and soft.
I love Curious George.

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Flower power!

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The luxuries

My list of luxuries were things that I don’t make enough time to focus in on. As a result, when I indulge in luxuries, I freaking indulge in them, savor them, taste them in my mouth and roll their favor around on my tongue. They feel that good and decadent.

Shaving my legs: For me, shaving my legs is the ultimate luxury.

Staying curled up in bed until I wanted to get up: I’ve shared my love of moving slowly, but one thing it normally doesn’t include is staying in bed until my body is ready to begin the day. Staying wrapped up and warm and sleepy in bed, mmm, it was such a treat. Thank you.

Playing: In the library by reading Curious George books and Babar books, sinking into the moodiness of the bay and laughing at the ducks’ hijinks, watching Beanie act silly. Blasting songs by Muse and Soft Cell and dancing in my car like a boss to Thrift Shop and laughing when people watch me do it. Thank you.

Naps: Yes. Naps are a necessity and a luxury. It’s just how I roll.

Revamping Breathe peace: I’ve been wanting to revamp Breathe peace, offer it as an e-book but also bring it back as an e-course. Saturday I opened up a blank Pages document and went at it.

Playing in the garden: My dear sweet mum and I went to Home Depot and got flowers and herbs and barrels and dirt! I got my hands so dirty and in the end brought up one barrel filled with flowers (daisies! dahlias! plants I forgot the names of!), one barrel overflowing with herbs (lavender! pineapple sage! rosemary!), and one bit pot of sage for inside.

How are you taking care of you these days, hmm? How are you today?

Wishing you peace,

My quest to “figure my life out” (and how to make it easier on yourself)

Guest post by Rebecca Tracey for Oh, these Wild Women: Stories from the tribe

To a new year by Whitney Justesen
To a new year, originally uploaded by Whitney Justesen

I used to live my life pretty sure that I wasn’t on the right track. Mind you, what the “right track” was, was never really clear to me… I just had the sense I wasn’t on it.

I didn’t want what everyone else wanted.

The fancy degree. The fancy job. The fancy husband. The fancy house.

What I wanted was to just get away from it all. I dreamed of adventures, even from a young age. Let’s face it – my all-time favorite movie was Labyrinth (though whether it was because of the pure adventure of it, or because of David Bowie’s mega tight silver spandex, one can’t be sure). Point being, I dreamed of faraway places, and new experiences, and getting lost in mazes for hours (or years?).

In high school, when everyone was planning schools and jobs and seemed to know exactly what they wanted to do with their lives, I was dreaming of Australia. Or Ireland. Or anywhere else that would give the sense of freedom and adventure and of really experiencing the world that I was so craving.

When graduating from University (after having given in to going in the first place, for lack of a better option at the time), when everyone was stressing over which grad school to go to and applying for jobs in their chosen field, I was booking a 6month trip to Australia, after which I vowed I would “Figure Out My Life”. Starting in Fiji, and ending 2 years and 6 countries later, it seems my desire to travel wasn’t as short lived as I had hoped it would be.

I spent the next 4 years doing my best to “Finally Settle Down.”

I got a proper job (only to quit 6 months into it), decided to go back to school for counseling (only to later change my mind), then went back to school again for nutrition. Finally! I thought I’d found “The Thing” I was supposed to be doing… only I changed my mind after 2 years in the program, and was back to square one.

I finally threw in the towel and took some serious time off. If chasing some impossible outcome wasn’t working, I may as well try a new approach. I worked almost nada, napped in the park frequently, and took a few spontaneous trips out of the city… and country. I stopped worrying about when I would Figure My Life Out, stopped stressing over money and jobs, and stopped trying to fit myself into a cage of a life that just didn’t feel right for me. I stopped worrying I was lazy, and unmotivated, and not meant to be a hard worker, and instead just LET myself be lazy and motivated and not a hard worker

I started to realize that maybe this IS my life. Maybe this will always be my life. And maybe that’s ok.

And after about a year of this, something started to happen. I started feeling motivated again. I started getting the urge to work. And the urge to work my way – to do what was always inside me, that I seemed to have been pushing away for so long.

Kind of that “If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em” mentality. I decided to try living the life I’d always wanted. This was not a novel idea to me, but it occurred to me that I had only kind of half tried it. In the past, my desire to travel and be able to work at the same time manifested itself as working on farms to pay my way around Australia, and teaching English in Korea, and becoming a travel agent. But none of these felt quite right to me, and most of them certainly didn’t feel sustainable.

So I took the big leap and started my coaching business where I help others to live the adventurous lives they’ve always dreamed of. To celebrate, I promptly bought a van and took off on a 7month road trip. I was finally doing it!

I realized I used to live as if I didn’t believe that what I wanted in life was “enough.”

I was searching for something bigger, and better, and brighter for my future, when what I had in me all along was big and bright and perfect.

And what I know now is this: When you stop making it so hard, and stop fighting your natural wants and desires, everything becomes easier.

Embrace who and what you are, and you’ll never be left searching for the perfect life again, because you’ll already have it.

Check in with yourself and pay attention to where in your life you feel like you’re forcing it – because you probably are. If you could change one thing about the situation that feels forced so that it would be more in line with your values, what would it be? Then work on changing it. Slowly at first, and more intentionally as you move forward. Keep going til your life has the sense of ease and freedom that you crave.

And don’t ever stop til you get there.

The world has too much to offer for you to settle.

xx becca


As a Life-Switch Coach + Professional Adventure Instigator and creator of The Uncaged Life, Rebecca Tracey works with people who want to do something big with their lives, like travel, quit their job, or start their own business (or all three), but who need help creating a plan, staying on track, and beating out nagging resistance and fear.

She also loves working with new entrepreneurs to help them design businesses THEIR way.

Rebecca is an avid traveller and rock climber, and is always on the lookout for her own next big adventure.

This week’s love fest : 04.19.13

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Four links I love
This printable affirmation from Kelly on Seek Your Course
From Kelly Rae : On the power of our voices
From Amie on Kind Over Matter : I love you in 11 languages
Tara rocked so hard on the Ricki Lake show!

Four things I’m practicing
Full pigeon in the evenings
Earthing in my front yard
Dreaming things up in my very first art journal
Loving

Four books I’ve read recently
Anita Diament’s The Red Tent
Ricki Lake’s Never Say Never
Dee Henderson’s Before I Wake
Stephan Pastis’ Timmy Failure <---- so good!

What's been lighting you up this week? Hmmmmmm?

With heart,