Perhaps I should’ve changed my site to “The DIY Nomad” instead.
Because of some big maintenance issues with the apartment I moved into this summer, I will again be moving into a new place. I’m able to end my lease early and get outta here.
This time, it will be a totally different location, totally different management, and totally different style of apartment. (Hey, I can’t just do it half-assed, right?!) Oh, and I can paint the walls in this new place—NICE!
Do you ever find yourself at a creative roadblock? Lately, I’ve had a ton of ideas running through my head. I’m jotting them down, planning them, starting them, not finishing them, and then starting something new.
For instance, today I started rearranging some of my living room plus reorganizing my craft closets. And then I tried to figure out how I could redecorate my office. All the while knowing I had to post a blog soon, plus draft an upcoming post.
I have a theory that because I think so much, I have a decreased risk of Alzheimer’s when I get old. Kinda like exercise for the brain. Although it could work the opposite. Hypertrophy of the mind. Perhaps our brains are only allotted a certain amount of thoughts/processes within a lifetime, and mine could thus expire prematurely. That one day, my mind will just say, “Enough, woman!”
Yeah, this is why I should meditate more often. I’ve got a severe case of “monkey-mind.”
I guess I should be thankful I have an abundance of creativity vs. not enough. But I’ve still gotta rope this in. Tomorrow is a new day and I shall come up with a solid gameplan on all these projects. Tonight, I will unwind by meditating and then browsing everyone else’s creativity, blogs, sites, etc. —and resisting the urge to be inspired.
Do you ever find yourself at a creative roadblock? How did you power through it?
Creating a sacred space for myself has been in the books for some time now, but due to moving, it got pushed back. And I’ve also been slacking on my meditation practice. But not anymore, thanks to this lovely area I carved out in my new bedroom.
Read along to learn how I created this and the symbolism of the elements I chose.
Big news: I’m graduating into a larger apartment! I’ve wanted more space for-like-ever, but just figured I’d suck it up, save money, and make the most of my one-bedroom home. But when an opportunity for a two-bedroom apartment opened up that was an easy move, I had to take it.
For this week or so, I’ll be somewhat MIA with my blog. Don’t fret though, I will be back shortly to post new material, respond to your comments, & of course check out your blogs as well.
You look forward to yoga class every week because of the serenity it gives your mind and body. You come home feeling like you’re walking on air and nothing else matters… but that feeling goes away the next day as you take on the world again.
Each Sunday, you and your significant other enjoy the affirmation and renewal you receive at church. You leave feeling stronger and better equipped to handle life’s challenges. But somehow, that energy leaves your mind and spirit during the rest of your week.
You have one of the toughest jobs in the world: being a parent. It’s a very rewarding position, but you look forward to every chance you get to have peace and quiet. Those are your moments to unwind and give yourself some much needed attention…if you could find a place amidst all the toys and games scattered about.
Taking time out for our spirit is as necessary as eating well and keeping a peaceful mind. We have areas of our home designated for specific purposes: cooking, eating, sleeping, beautifying, creating… but how many of us make sure to include a sacred space for regular practice?
Read on for my tips on creating a sacred space or reviving the space you already have in your home.
Today I ordered a pizza, which welcomed me with this little surprise:
Why did this little plastic doo-dad (apparently called a “box tent”) bring me great satisfaction? As a child, I used to use these for my Barbies and other dolls… in their decor. I re-purposed them as tables (they really do work well) into the little vignettes I’d craft out of other items.
The reason this made me smile hard is because remembering this very bit of nostalgia was the confirmation I needed to forge ahead with a decorating career. Continue reading →
I imagine if others are like me, there’s always a project to be tackled in our homes. I have an ongoing list of things to continue doing. I decided to make some of them resolutions for 2013.
I don’t usually set resolutions just for New Years, but this year is more symbolic for some reason. These aren’t just things that need to be done at home; they’re also goals for me to continue down my creative path and fulfill my passions.
Over one month ago was my last post about eliminating diet soda from my life. Full disclosure: I have continued to drink it on occasion, just not nearly as much as I used to. And definitely with the intention I used to, which was of dependence.
In light of that, I’d say I was less successful than I could have been, but am very glad I persisted with breaking the dependence. I’m still drinking my green tea in lieu of the soda and feel great for this replacement.
When I have partaken in the faux sugared soda, I have noticed a sense of familiarity. When I first drank it, it felt like a treat and something rare. Perhaps due to more times of drinking it, that sense went away. Thankfully, I’ve got the awareness to know I could fall back into drinking it regularly again.
As noted before, removing the soda from my diet has coincided with less fast food. I’m still making more meals at home and improved my nutrition as a result. I’m considering doing another challenge in which I truly abstain from diet soda… to further emphasize its importance on my health. At least for now, I’ve moved beyond the dependence.
Another benefit to cutting out soda: less cans and/or plastic bottles. Which also means less trips to the recycling bins.
I have to fess, I did have some diet Coke today. But it was a weird feeling. There was no craving. It was just a “what the hell” kind of decision. And when I drank it, I didn’t feel this rush or wild sensation for having drank it again. That, I believe, is a sign of progress.
When I say I’d like to not drink it anymore for life… I have to be honest and say I’m giving myself some allowances. In spite of knowing how unhealthy it is, my primary goal is to not have the dependence. It is similar to the mentality I now have with alcohol (although it was never an addiction): I can live without it and my body’s better for not having any, but there are times I still like to drink. To sum up: moderation.
I’m still mindful that even though I didn’t feel like I fell of the wagon, I won’t use that to rationalize drinking diet pop more. I’m not going to let it be a once a week occasion, because even then I feel that’s excessive. I’m just not going to beat myself up for it if it happens nor feel like I’m fallen back into an addictive pattern.