I've been sober for three months. The most common question people ask me? That's right: "Why??" Eckhard Tolle calls it "the Power of Now". Some call it "Living in the moment." I guess religious people would say it has something to do with God. I don't really know what to call it. Burst of happiness? … Continue reading The Power of Pizza.
"I must be bipolar." This was the only rational explanation in my head when about ten years ago I had to fill out a bunch of personality tests while studying psychology and education. I was sitting by the school yard, going on my seventh Marlboro, ripping chunks of my fine Nordic hair off. The tests … Continue reading The Curse of the Creative Mind.
Picture by @ArtByMoga How did you sleep this week? Checking my Fit Bit sleep log, I realize I didn't have a good night sleep for over a week. This is probably everyday life for mothers, coders and online poker addicts, but not for me. I sleep like a baby. Nine o'clock arrives and I … Continue reading Lucky People.
About four years ago I was finally able to brainwash Chris to sell all of our furniture, throw away most of our stuff, pack what belongings remained and drive our furry little family over to California. We would start over and figure it all out once we got under the year-round sunshine. Was this a … Continue reading Until we meet again.
The other day I told someone that I don't feel as old as I am. In my mind, it's beyond strange that if I accidently got pregnant people would actually congratulate me instead of being shocked and judgmental. This year instead of buying myself an actual birthday present, I'm writing a letter to the young … Continue reading Letter to my younger self.
*Disclaimer - I don't blame NYC for any of the following experiences.* "Start spreadin' the news..." "If I lived in New York, I would be _________. " Rich. Famous. Employed. Happy. Living a fuller life. Successful. One thing is for sure: There's something about New York. A certain magic or an image that promises you … Continue reading Start spreadin’ the news…
Last night I had a dream about my Dad. We were at our summer cabin and I was about 12 years old. I was standing on our boat and Dad was at the dock. We were trying to dock the boat. I had a rope in my hands which I was looping to get closer … Continue reading You are safe.
¿Cómo está? muy bien! This is how my day starts in California, at a sunny and quiet horse barn. The temperature is not too hot yet and I enjoy being able to wear my fleece lined hoodie. Our stable guy Augustine has already worked for an hour, feeding the beasts, cleaning the facility and making … Continue reading Belleza Interior.
Woolly socks. Wrapping paper. Too much chocolate. 'Tis the season. I recently heard that I may have become overwhelmingly "fluffy" and cheerful, for Finnish standards, at least. Guilty as charged! I haven't really cared for Christmas since my Dad died and later on it was devastating to spend Christmas away from my Finnish family and … Continue reading ‘Tis the Season.