Here we are, having crossed the threshold into winter. The joy of a sunny weekend after a week of rain has brought on all the joy needed to get me through the usual responsibilities, making them enjoyable once again. It’s amazing how some sunlight and an open window can remind you of what you love … Continue reading The Soft Winter
In this age, we can access knowledge immediately. We are able to ask any question and receive an answer, regardless of how accurate, and feel either appeased or concerned. And while some knowledge is to our benefit, in a lot of ways we can access too much too quickly. We are not used to waiting. … Continue reading Information Overwhelm
From the outside, it might seem like life is monotonous. I keep the same routine each week day; I drive the same route to work, the same dishes are used and washed and used again. Saturday’s hold the same chores that will always need doing. I do not find this routine boring. At times it … Continue reading Do the Next Thing
In the last month, I have had a renewed love for my home. It is a temporary home, both in the sense that I am renting and won’t be here my whole life, but also in that I am bound for eternity with God. But this house is mine for a time, and how I … Continue reading Bring the Love In
A joy in starting my new job has been placing more importance on how I begin my day. My job starts earlier than the last, and the commute is longer, which has enforced a better sleep pattern and spending my time more wisely. But I have also found that the quality of my morning is … Continue reading To Start the Day
The old year has been put away, and with it Christmas decorations, unread books, and old clothes. I have spent my time setting the house in order, ready to begin a new job and start the year feeling organised. My routine will need to change, but I won’t know exactly how until I’ve started and … Continue reading New Year, New Routine
I started the year in one house, one job, one church, and I’m ending the year with new ones. My last day at my old job was the Friday before Christmas, and I begin the new next week. I feel mostly ready, but of course there are always the nerves at what is unknown. But … Continue reading That Time Again
Some time has passed since I last wrote. I turned twenty seven. I made pumpkin soup. I like winter because it is quiet. While it is in a sense a grand death, it is also subtle. It doesn’t draw attention to itself but slowly falls over the land. It reminds me that to grow is … Continue reading The Losses of Winter
I once read that no story should begin with the weather. Apparently it’s boring and usually has no further significance. Today, it is cloudy. Still warm, but with most of the doors and windows open, a breeze is pulling through my home. After I finished my quiet time and had put on my second load … Continue reading Amidst the Waiting
The end of this month will mean closing my first bullet journal and beginning a new one. I have absolutely loved using a bullet journal for the past year. I was reading through some of my older blog posts and it was a joy to remember why I started the BuJo in the first place. … Continue reading Bullet Journal: One Year On
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