The dilemma of remembering loved ones in the digital age. Also known as: when you get a new phone and realize how much emotional baggage you’ve been carrying around on your old phone … Continue reading
Just another post about not keeping New Years resolutions. Continue reading
New year, new me! Out with the old, in with the new!
Sound familiar? Don’t we all have our list of resolutions come January 1? There is something magical and irresistible about the potential of a new year, it’s true. But what might we be losing with this “clean slate” mentality?
What a beautiful way to look at life. And at ourselves.
New Year’s resolutions so often focus on negative things – what we don’t like about ourselves or our lives. They’re centered on leaving behind the past, leaving behind faults and vices, bad memories or relationships. But our pasts are a part of us, always. True, we can choose to let things go, to forgive, to change … but we can also celebrate the trials when we persevered, the heartaches we endured, the lessons we learned from failing, and especially the dreams and people we have lost along the way.
We get distracted by the idea of “perfect” and forget the importance of embracing and celebrating our present. Yes – make resolutions, set goals, and strive to be a better you … just don’t forget to love who you are today and accept who you were yesterday.
Anywho, I’ve got some fun projects to post about in the new year, so for now, I’m wishing you all a happy and healthy 2017!
Well, it’s Monday. The hubby woke up with a swollen eye. I had to get up early for a 7:00 AM meeting. Ate lunch at my desk. Rushed to get done early so I could watch my son “sing” at the Christmas … Continue reading
I’m sure I’m not the first person to comment on the irony of Black Friday. We spend Thanksgiving counting our blessings, reaching out to family and friends and neighbors, and paying forward our bounty to those in need; the very next day our country displays the most extreme commercialism on the planet with outrageous lines, disregard for our fellow man, riots and brawls … all over STUFF.I don’t mean to bash anyone who loves hunting for the deal or those who’ve made a fun, family tradition of it all. I come from a long line of thrifty shoppers and sale hunters, though it’s never been my cup of tea. It is just difficult to ignore the sharp contrast of gratitude one day and greed the next.
The danger of Black Friday isn’t in the act of shopping; we all have our Christmas lists and our big ticket items we save for all year. The danger comes in the careless materialism that leads us to mania, that leads us to idolize STUFF and prioritize acquiring that STUFF over anything else, and that leads us to believe STUFF will make us (or our loved ones) happy or whole.
I say all this knowing that I am guilty of these things in my own way. That’s why we have to check ourselves whenever our inner voice starts nagging and asking “why?”
So at the end of this rant I guess I just hope we (myself included) can all strive to be more conscientious and kind consumers. Because no TV is worth harming another human being, and the value of a gift isn’t in the price tag but in the love and connection between the gifter and the receiver.
Today is #SmallBusinessSaturday. So maybe we forgo the big businesses and their doorbusters and instead channel our commercialism back into our local communities and in support of entrepreneurs and artists and craftsmen.
And maybe we shake up our Christmas lists and trade out some of the STUFF for cool experiences and memories to make together: a cooking class, movie tickets, a day trip to a museum, or a dinner date.
Or just ignore me and my ranting and do what makes you happy. As long as you ARE asking yourself, “Will this make me happy?” And really listen to the reply.
You know the one thing I don’t like about holidays in the South? No mashed potatoes!!! This midwestern girl doesn’t do rice and gravy. But in all seriousness, I am missing many things today … especially watching my parents buzzing … Continue reading
Shiny Happy Peebles debuted three years ago today!
I have learned a lot since I began: how to be kinder to myself; that comparison is the thief of joy (as Teddy Roosevelt said); but most importantly, the act of writing is its own reward.
My life has changed significantly in these three years, mostly for the better, but the beautiful seasons have also held some of my hardest days.
Throughout it all, I believe my optimism and personal mantra have helped carry me through. The little things can make all the difference in how you weather the storm because sometimes you just have to make your own sunshine. ☀️
So I plan to keep chugging along and enjoying what I learn and create along the way. And I hope you’ll enjoy the ride, too!