Busy.

The boys are all in bed, alseep. Tonight I am alone. It's peaceful except for the low hum of the dehydrator. The vegetable crackers it contains will be delicious.

I've got thoughts swimming through my head - mostly things I'll be doing tomorrow, but I'm also reflecting on this month. On the last year. On life.

You see, on Saturday I will be 33. I don't consider myself old, I have not reached that privilege, not yet, but I'm no longer that "young." I am so distant from today's teens and early 20-somethings that I probably could not have a fulfilling conversation with them. Not in the slightest.

In Wicca, life is a cycle. We are born, we live, we die. I don't claim to know what happens to us after that. What matters is what we do in our life and what we pass on to others. Everything that happens to you, every experience or event that occurs teaches you something about yourself. I've come to realize that while I am shaped by those experiences, I also have the power to shape myself. I can dictate the person I become. I choose to do good things or bad things. I make conscious decisions about how I treat people. I decide what I want.

Birthdays are good times to reflect. They force us to examine the things we've done and the thngs we haven't. Our lives suddenly become a little more meaningful on a birthday because our mortality is staring us in the face. Someday, just as we were born on a special day, we will also die. It is inevitable.

I've done a lot in my 3+ decades. I've got a Master's degree. I'm a mother. I've traveled overseas. I volunteer for local organizations. I quilt. I constantly try new things.

But I've also made mistakes. Some serious, some minor. But I've learned from all of them. Life is a process.

Live it. Just live your life. You will always make mistakes.

Just don't have any regrets.

Blessed be.




I am a firm believer in new beginnings. I love new places, new sites, new adventures, new projects.

Can you see what's new in my living room?

It's very subtle...

It has nothing to do with the naked baby on the couch...

Give up?

When we shampooed the carpet (last shampooed in 2010 and not very thoroughly), I also painted the walls! They are a beautiful green now - the same color as the bedroom.

I am in love.

This summer I hope to do some more interior as well as exterior TLC, but I can't say much more (or I will rouse the suspicions of my darling husband) except to say: sunny yellow.

Blessed be.