Author: Brandi
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Crafty Friday: Easy Organizing
The last thing I thought I would ever do is show you a picture of my underwear drawer. Not just because I’m one of those people who believe private things should be kept that way, but also because it was one of the messiest drawers in my house. But revealing my hard work to my…
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This is Dedicated to Those Grieving the Loss of One Earring
{For anyone sad about their lonely leftover earring, you’ll appreciate this post.} I had a pair of golden earrings that I loved. So much. And then one day, I noticed there was just one. Sadly, I still don’t know what happened to that other earring. But I kept it just in case it would appear….
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Acceptance Can Be a Female Dog
I think one of the greatest obstacles we grapple with is learning how to accept what is instead of moaning and groaning about what we don’t have. It’s like we’re sitting there one hand full of riches and the other hand open full of potential. But we don’t see it. Nope. We’re too focused on…
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Crafty Friday: Sir Mix a Lot
Since we’re still in the process of packing and unpacking, I haven’t had much of a chance to craft. But I have moved things around for a little fun. Exhibit A: The coffee table I nabbed the napkins at a local Kailua store Kai Boutique, the flowers were from my husband. Everything else I already…
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Gratitude Even If You Don’t Like It
I’ve been listening to Deepak Chopra’s 21-Day Meditation Challenge (By the way, it’s free. You can sign up for it here). Just this morning I listened to Day 12: The Gratitude Heart. In it, the speaker says, “We can be grateful for a situation…
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When Creativity Stops
You might have experienced a flow of creativity in the past. Ideas were popping. Creativity was flowing. And then zilch. Just like that the river’s run dry. Does this mean you pack your bags and fly toward a new career? Nope. Not quite. Like anything else, creativity has its ups and downs. Just because you’re…
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Being Grateful Regardless of Your Circumstance
Today is my birthday. Usually when it comes around to the day, I’m worrying and anxious about what I’ll do. How will I make it PERFECT? Who will remember? How will I spend it? Or I’ll grieve over another year lost. How much time has passed. How I haven’t yet accomplished all the things I…