Writing Barefoot

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Chicken is in the oven and I have a half hour to write. I’m all about the squeezing productive things into these moments but lately I’ve been leaning more deeply into just not spending leveraging every waking moment…

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I’m actually writing this on a perfect Saturday morning. The grocery shopping is done, Ive had my chocolate croissants and coffee, husband is gardening, incense is lit, the fan is whirring away, Jodie Foster is in full vigilante…

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Im reaching out through a migraine to write this today but I am determined to, in some small way, do something productive. I have tried to rest and relax for the last day and have somehow managed to…

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I have to admit I’ve been feeling a little stuck lately. Not in any huge way but in a way that feels like I’m locked inside a comfy house but I’m waiting for my husband to show up…

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There is list upon list upon list to my left. I’m behind on pretty much everything. I’ve spent the morning catching up on sleep, watching Smallville ( a new found guilty pleasure ) and filling my work diary…

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I sat there half awake, half asleep and next to me in bed with a vision of death. He nestled in between the pillows calmly with a pointed hat, a veil that covered his face, legs crossed, entirely…

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The rain is running down the windows, the coffee is hot, candles and incense are lit and I’m settling into the sofa with a belly still full of last nights Valentines meal. It’s a perfect Sunday. I love…

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I’ve decided on a potching around the house-bloggy-cleaning-watching horror movies with a sketchbook- kind of day. I know that there are more productive things I could probably be doing but January lasted for 8 years and it’s finally…

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This has been a tricky month for reasons I can’t quite put my finger on. There’s this thick “muddy” energy in the air that I have found hard to shift. I did a lot of healing last year,…

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I knew the hotel was haunted the second I got out of the car. When you know you know and well, I knew. The second I went inside the whispers began and this almost smog like energy started…

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First blog of 2026 and I’m here with a belly full of chocolate croissants ( diet starts tomorrow-ish ) after watching Ghostbusters with my husband with the both of us nattering and drinking coffee. The house is warm…

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I am grateful that my husband is in a job that he loves now. I am grateful that, even though OscarDog passed away that out of all of the human beings that there are on the planet I…

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Deep into this “Winter Arc” with ANOTHER cold finally leaving my system I am now knee deep in deciding what my plans are for the next year. I’ve noticed a lot lately that it seems like my desire…

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It’s one of those Sundays where I want to watch a really long and drawn out movie with a sketchbook on my lap and cups of tea in heavy rotation. So, of course I’ve sat here for an…

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So I built a system. A system that helps me to show up little and often. A system that helps me to show up even when I don’t want to or need to but sadly, also a system…