Being creative is good for the mind, body and soul. However, it may feel difficult to reach that creative part of ourselves and there’s a reason for that.
I have made breakfast smoothies for YEARS now. And, somehow, I've convinced almost everyone in my life that the breakfast smoothie is the perfect start to the day. So let me make my case:
Small spaces have never been a limitation, they have been a spark for creativity. I hope that using these tips will help you see your spaces in the same way, as a source of inspiration!
I've tried every type of workout - at home and in-studios - out there and I'm so excited to share my insights with you, because this one is an easy fix. Are you ready??? The secret is:
Audrey and Tyler were just friends, until they weren't - and I was right there to witness it all. Enjoy this front row seat to a love story, it's a sight to behold.
I had the chance to visit him in his home city of Paris recently and I took some video to capture both the peace and joy he brings to my life.
I have always HATED working out. You heard me, Hated. A deep and fiery Hate, with a capital H. And I finally don't any more!
It is always sad to see the candle wick die out with a half inch of scented wax still sitting in the bottom of the jar. So, I started to save these little bits of wax and jars and decided to try my hand and re-melting them into a new candle. Here's how I did it!
I meant to video my favorite city, Paris, in all of its splendor, instead I ended up capturing many of the reasons I love my best friend Kelsey.
On this particular Tuesday morning between the hours of 2:00am and 4:00am my body refused to sleep. I was restless. My brain wrestling with my heart to try to make sense of what my world had become when a poem just fell from me - there is no other way to describe it (believe me, I sat here trying to find a less crazy way to put that- I just couldn't). I do not regularly write poetry; I cannot even think of the last time I had thought to do so. Sure, I would categorize myself as a creative (I'm human, aren't we born creatives?) but, poetry was an unfamiliar avenue that I had never really held a road map to. But, on that early, cold morning, my feelings needed a new place to live, and that was the shape they took. I had no choice in the matter, really.