Please Do Not Feed the Fears

Hoping for some good news today and trying to starve those little suckers but my oh my aren’t they always so ravenous? Always reaching for, nay, demanding, nourishment no matter how many times you stomp them down, screaming “I’M NOT GOING TO FEED YOU!”.

Well, here’s to distraction, mundane chores, watching the news (somehow it works for me), rearranging furniture, going to the gym, whatever it takes to starve them out of my mind for the day. Hope you all are able to do the same.

Cheers – and don’t feed the fears.

Good for the Soul

Lately I have taken to going for long walks on a nature trail in Atlantic Beach. Besides the great exercise (its roughly 3.5 miles round trip and quite hilly in places), I’ve found it’s an excellent place to clear my mind or to let my thoughts wander wherever they need to go.

I don’t know if it’s the isolation created by my headphones, the distraction of having to focus on my body movements or just the enjoyment of a new (to me) little spot hidden right in my hometown, but it’s become my therapy a few times every week.

Yesterday instead of doing the full loop of the trail, I did half of it and then decided to walk on the beach back towards where I parked. This early in the year the beach isn’t crowded and it was one of those weather days that may as well have been a painting.

I wasn’t going to stop for a picture, thinking I have hundreds just like this, but then thought “Why should that matter? I enjoy looking back at these”. I hope you enjoy them too. Take the walk, take the picture, even if you’ve taken both 100 times before.

Proud Daughter Moment

My mother Debra enjoys writing as well and has been publishing some of her work on Instagram – the text along with some artful elements in order to make it “Insta-worthy”.

One of her poems was noticed by a woman in England who reached out for permission to include it in a publication she has been working on. The “zine” (we must use the hip language of the Europeans here) is now in the works and a launch party being held in Brixton next week.

Sadly, we are in North Carolina and not the type of people who can hop on a trans-Atlantic flight on a whim so Debra won’t be able to attend. She has received an official invitation though which is pretty cool itself, so I wanted to share. There may be a video stream of the event available – if so I will share later.