| Putting Meaning Into The Mailbox |

Did You Know… “That according to a survey done by the post office, last year the typical home received a personal letter about every seven weeks; in 1987 it was once every two weeks. Increasingly, most of us are emailing the things we used to send through traditional mail like bills, cards, notes and invitations.” […]

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| The Cherry On Top: Washington, DC |

My husband took me to see the cherry blossoms for the first time in 2016. In addition to the beautiful scenery, I remember the crowds, as well as his utter dismay. I took some photos of the blooms, snagged myself a funnel cake, and then I was done- It was too difficult to navigate through […]

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| Another Day, Another Exercise |

Why is it so difficult to bridge a life of dreaming up goals and actually pursuing them? I am racking my brain on how to achieve balance, slow down and do some of the things I’ve proclaimed to do. It is not an easy endeavor at all. I need deadlines. The next #tut30days challenge intrigues […]

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| Mantras & Musings |

I am falling increasingly behind on my exercises but I am determined to follow through, execute every one at my own pace. I received a book for Christmas titled, “Start Where You Are: A Journal For Self-Exploration,” by Meera Lee Patel, and I refuse to open the first page until I have successfully completed this […]

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|My Brand New Belief System |

Day 9 of the #tut30days “Infinite Possibilities Project” was a tough one for me, because it touches on a word that holds a lot of weight. I therefore consulted Google to assist: The Assignment: Choose Beliefs For Each Area You Wish To Transform The Term: be·lief bəˈlēf/ (n.) an acceptance that a statement is true […]

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| For The Love Of Monday |

“I close my eyes and breathe deeply: Such serenity transports me to tomorrow. I wake up before the sun rises: It’s Monday. I love Mondays. I smile as my eyes flutter open, reach to my right to turn off my alarm. My husband still lays sleeping next to me, so I quietly slip out of […]

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