On Throwing Away My Sketchbook
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by EatPlayLove
2y ago
* Preface, oh hello. One day a very long time ago, you subscribed to my blog. If you care to no longer receive these verbose attempts at unimportant tales of my life, please hit the unsubscribe button below. I'm assuming there's one of those, it would be really shitty if there wasn't one, Blogger.  Last week, a pile that was festering beside my bedside nightstand finally grabbed my attention. The pile was my lovely turquoise art bin overflowing with tangled embroidery thread, various art supplies which escaped from their respective sets, and a stack of articles I printed out. Yes, I enjoy ..read more
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Self Isolation: Day 63 Why The Hell Not
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by EatPlayLove
3y ago
My blog appears as the landing page when I open my internet browser. I usually just begin typing away and don't even give my blog a second glance, but today I paused. I haven't written since September 2019, a brief moment of eagerness and potential to reboot this space. I made it six posts before abandoning my enthusiasm. We are currently 63 days deep into our self isolation and safer at home phase of the Covid-19 Pandemic. 63 days and here I sit thinking, maybe I should throw up a blog post.  The places we have arrived in just two short months were completely unfathomable to me. Like ..read more
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Therapy sketch
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by EatPlayLove
3y ago
leather couch throw rugs chairs have moved art is the same tea mug sitting on a mini trunk body scan head to toe parts my mind doesn't recognize the worst part is realizing my brain doesn't want to see parts of my own body trauma revealed ..read more
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Clearing Out The Hotspots
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by EatPlayLove
3y ago
My nightstand is a hotspot, which is currently hotter than hell. Miscellaneous things gather on my nightstand. When I glance over I see nasal spray, pillow spray, a coffee mug (currently in use), an empty water glass, a vintage blue glass soap dish full of special stones, shells, and a pin from a Coldplay concert. There is a small ceramic tray with lip balm, a photo card, a hair tie, and a Himalayan salt heart. I see miscellaneous papers like grocery store receipts and tags cut from clothes, a little baggie with a button. Body butter, a pen, a travel size toothpaste, and a small notebook for r ..read more
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Hall Pass
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by EatPlayLove
3y ago
Lofty aspirations of writing for 100 days in a row and carrying the weight of a cold. This will be my hall pass post. Tomorrow there shall be thoughtful words ..read more
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Cold Care Natural Soothing Remedies
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by EatPlayLove
3y ago
A swiftly moving respiratory virus has invaded our home. For the first time in years, I have succumb. It's very strange to be the one wanting to be in bed at 7pm and begging for a cup of tea to be delivered to me. The version I have is mainly sitting in my sinuses, with a nice sprinkle of laryngitis. Over the years we have developed our own family routine for caring for respiratory viruses. I would also like to disclose, we have a family member with asthma and we always follow their doctor prescribed protocol. Because of the asthma diagnosis, we also can't use things like over the counter coug ..read more
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The Study of Self
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by EatPlayLove
3y ago
Secretly there's a part of me that wishes the story began, thirty years ago I started seeing a therapist. The reality is three years ago I started seeing a therapist. Yet, I'm not going to undermine how three years feels like a beautiful celebration of the personal work I've done. The study of self has led me to places difficult to face, dark and unwieldy, conversely nuanced with acknowledging the most delicate and light filled spaces within me that were larger than I have ever dreamt. I could feel a huge momentum in my life, a deep awareness within my simple day to day experiences, align ..read more
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100 Days Left of 2019
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by EatPlayLove
3y ago
My yoga teacher opened class with a very matter of fact statement, there are 100 days left in 2019. When a year is quantified into days remaining and it feels numerically magical, like 100 does to me, I instantly jumped on the opportunity to set a goal or a challenge. My mind let loose as my pointer finger tapped my chin, what do I want to accomplish in the next 100 days before ringing in TwentyTwenty? Here I am, in the dashboard of EatPlayLove, hitting compose.  I anticipate the next 100 days will be full of sweeping change for me, gathering up the piles of internal debris that have b ..read more
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Honoring Presence In The Home
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by EatPlayLove
3y ago
Sometimes when I truly pause in my space, my eyes fall upon the collection of dust on a hair clinging to the underside of the footed pot of a plant in my living room. Then my eye leads to the discarded parakeet seeds on the floor under the baseboard heating unit. I immediately find the vacuum and start to get in all the nooks and crannies I overlook on my weekly sweeping sessions. I use the attachments to freshen up my driftwood mirror that catches even the smallest of particles and within moment find myself laundering the living room curtains. I pull out the couch and move all of the furnitur ..read more
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My New Year Reset
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by EatPlayLove
3y ago
The one upside of having a birthday during the chaotic lead up to Christmas is the reset on my personal year starts a few weeks before the New Year. My introspection kicks into overdrive as soon as my birthday hits. In perfect harmony with reflecting inward, this year I received a deck of tarot cards on my birthday.  I've been studying various spreads and delving deeper into card meanings. I'm enjoying the insight and what I've been learning with my morning readings. I also can now laugh at my previous hesitations to embrace tarot over the years, I really had no reason to fear my own intu ..read more
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