I've been in bed quite a bit lately, enjoying a few treats and some new favorite books. My bed really has never felt as comfortable since I put on my @AlterraPure sheets, duvet cover and pillow cases. I've heard of sleeping on a cloud, but I've really never experienced this kind of hotel quality in my own home. But what makes Alterra Pure different is that their products are made by an equitable and Fair Trade partnership with a collective of organic villages, farms and facilities in Odisha, India. They are definitely becoming my favorite new business to support, and I encourage you all to visit their IndieGoGo page (bit.ly/fundalterra) so you can support this amazing growing business as well! #Alterrapure_partner#LoveYourSheetsLoveYourLife
I absolutely couldn’t resist this wallpaper. Oh my goodness you guys, you’re not going to believe it. I mentioned in my last post that @cory_burnsed’s wallet was stolen (we even have surveillance footage of the act), well a few days ago we got a phone call that someone had found it by a trash can at a MAX station & handed it in to our bank. We still can’t believe it. Of course the cards are worthless now since we cancelled them but his wallet (my recent Christmas gift to him), driver’s license & irreplaceable items (including a small drawing I had given him early in our relationship) were all in tact! Thank you universe ✨
Yep, I officially have to buy some pink plates. I think I deserve some after all that has happened. This past week we celebrated my birthday, had Cory’s wallet stolen (we even have security footage of the act 🙄), I broke out in terrible hives from some kind of allergic reaction which also caused my autoimmune disorder to flare, we had Verizon try to overcharge us by nearly $1,000 (!?!?!?!?), & Cory had to help his brother move house not once, but twice because he ended up having a severe allergic reaction to something in his new home. But you know what? I’m not a weeping mess on the floor. I feel like this time last year, all of this would have destroyed me. I guess all that hard work in therapy really is adding up to something ✨
“Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” - Martin Luther King Jr.
I’ve missed reading books. For a really long time I felt guilty taking time out of my day to read for pleasure. I felt as if it meant I was neglecting something or someone. But I’m doing my best to ignore that guilty feeling because reading actually inspires & recharges me, making it easier to tackle the other things in my life. I hope you give yourself little gifts like that. You deserve it ✨
Anyone else relieved it’s the weekend? It has not been the best week. I’m really looking forward to taking a break & spending some time reading & painting my heart out in my studio. Both are a form of therapy for me. What kind of things do you do to lift your spirits?
As much as I love the rain, these cold, grey days can get wearing. It isn’t bringing me down today though because I have fresh eucalyptus, incense smoking, hot tea, stroopwaffles & Mr. @cory_burnsed by my side. Plus I’m getting my haircut later by the absolute best, @candicewhitehairstyling. Not only is she BEYOND talented but we always have the best conversations. I always leave feeling like I can concur the world 🙌🏻
I know many of you have noticed that I took some time off in 2017 from social media. I went from posting three times or more a week on my blog & daily on instagram, to no blogging & a handful of photos every month. The main reason was because of my fight with depression & anxiety. The chronic pain from my autoimmune disorder, ptsd from traumatic events from my past, the results of the election (& all the things that ensued because of it), the fear that the community & career that I built on here was being taken away from me because of that ridiculous algorithm (damage that I don’t believe @instagram takes seriously enough)... I felt so overwhelmed & defeated & had no idea how to fix any of it. I had imagined 2017 being so vastly different. I was crying every single day. I wasn’t getting dressed or leaving my home. I stopped doing things I loved like cooking, reading & drawing. Nothing brought me joy & I felt like a failure in every aspect of my life. I was consumed with sadness, worry & pain that I felt absolutely paralyzed. I knew it was time to get real help. In February, I committed to going to therapy & while I still have a lot of work to do, I feel ready to begin to come back to my art, to social media, to all of you here. I want to make memories & document them. I want to paint & write. I want to connect with others & help keep each other going. I want to do what I can to make the world a better place. I want to cheer one another on & do what we can to make this world a place where every person can truly succeed. I want to prosper despite my pain. I hope you’ve all been well (please share how you are in the comments & something you’re looking forward to) & are ready for an amazing 2018. I know I am✨