I love everything about this article:

Written by my friend and fellow elephant academy apprentice, Cat Canary Simmons. Her words resonate so deeply, eloquently communicating battles I’ve had in my own life.

We’re all just trying to touch some magic in our lives.

To find what’s within we have to go wildly outside ourselves and the places we see as “safe” because they are comfortable.

And, “here’s the thing. We need to build our houses from the bricks that people throw at us.”

How to make Criticism work in our Favor.

7.18.16 Gratitude Pages

In times of great change and transition, gratitude can save us from the deepest sadness. Save may not be the right word. 

Gratitude is a companion, a ray of light that reminds us of the flow of things. 

Trying to escape our current state is a helpless cause, but recognizing that emotions flow in and out helps to buoy ourselves in a restless sea. 

After all, the waves give us fear and excitement in the same crash. 

The beauty lies in recognizing the unique detail within the vastness of experience, being grateful that it has come and may go.
7.3 I am grateful for time spent alone. 
7.4 I am grateful for the sea. 
7.7 I am grateful for keeping records. 
7.14 I am grateful for...

Phone was dead for a few days, so I caught up on my gratitude month notes. ~ In times of great change and transition, gratitude can save us from the deepest sadness. Save may not be the right word. Gratitude is a companion, a ray of light that reminds us of the flow of things. Trying to escape our current state is a helpless cause, but recognizing that emotions flow in and out helps to buoy ourselves in a restless sea. After all, the waves cause us fear and excitement in the same crash. The beauty lies in recognizing the unique detail within the vastness of experience, being grateful that it has come and may go. ~ 7.3 I am grateful for time spent alone. 7.4 I am grateful for the sea. 7.7 I am grateful for keeping records. 7.14 I am grateful for…

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8.4.16 Porch Patrol

I camped out on my screened-in porch last night, which is nestled under the sweeping branches of our old pine tree.

I did this to become more in-tune with the sun and start waking earlier.

I woke up at 6 a.m. to an empty house and stepped inside to pee, although I would have like to pee outside in the cool morning air.

I was gleeful for having chosen to bring the adventure to myself.

After sliding into my bright yellow sleeping bag again, I slipped off to sleep.

Dreams of sleeping on the porch filled my mind, and soon—from my strategic position on the porch—I discovered that some neighborhood kids had stolen some plants and a surfboard from the porch!

I ran after them and asked condescendingly, “Where did you find these objects?”

Then, I returned happily to my home, having successfully completed the night’s porch patrol…and soon woke up to the sunshine through the pine tree. Snug on the porch.

I camped out on the porch and dreamt I caught some porch plant stealers. #porchpatrol

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