On this New Moon, it’s the perfect time to align with your inner child and bring together both your higher consciousness and your life on earth. As Tanaaz wrote in Forever Conscious:
“The Gemini twins also represent being connected to earth and connected to heaven. Being the bridge between these two states is what life is all about and we may be reminded of this on the New Moon.
How do we live connected to the physical reality we see and the spirit reality we feel?”
Gemini is all about dualities- right and left brain, process vs intuition, feminine and masculine, the sun and the moon. We can be both creative and logical. We can be an adult and still live with childlike wonder and enchantment.
During the quarantine, I’ve spent a lot of time remembering what sparked my joy as a small person who was yet to be conditioned by society’s expectations. So, I found some paint, and I sat on the floor and began to create things. It’s such a natural high to do what you love- and it’s amazing how I suppressed it for so many years.
Since re-discovering the creative, playful Kristin I once was, my relationships have changed, too. People either love me or stay away from me- and it’s all because of my aura.
A few weeks ago I met up with a friend who invited another girl along for coffee. Much later, I learned she asked my friend if I was high. High! 😹 Sure, I was a black out drinker, but it caught me by surprise how someone would associate my natural personality with being “on” something.
It’s amazing to me how natural joy, flamboyance, or my theatrical personality could be seen as unnatural. That is why I drank for so many years- to feel comfortable in my own skin!
What a gift that I finally do- without a drink or a pill.
It’s amazing how it unfathomable for someone to be naturally happy and uplifted- but since I’ve found that peace, I’m not going back.
True freedom is only found within- but it takes a lot of onion layers and learning to find the way. 💛
A metallic mix of silver, black, and white, I created a simple style to compliment any home, office, or a classic ensemble.
Inspired by one of her own mentors, spirituality coach Cora Poage shared on Instagram how she wrote the word “trust” on a piece of paper as a simple reminder, which in turn inspired ME to paint the word on a gold canvas (in true Kristin style).
Isn’t it amazing when hope and positivity spreads near and far?
The quarantine has been an amazing time of creation- from sorting out my past through art, healing, and looking deeper within- yet I can’t help but wonder, what will happen once quarantine is over?
It’s important to remind myself to keep the faith and go with the flow- everything works itself out in divine order, yet we can’t always see the silver lining when we’re still stuck in the woods.
A simple sign or mantra can change your entire out, which is what Melissa Smith and I chatted about a couple weeks ago on The Four.
It’s so fun to mix up the colors and words that have helped me express my feelings, so creating versions that have meaning to others has been an amazing experience. Whether it’s college colors or something special for an event, there’s something magical about bringing together stories, beauty, and hope.
Each abstract is customizable, too- if you have your own mantra or color pallet, I would love to create something to inspire you!
When I started my personal style blog “K on the Bay” in 2012, I snapped shots of my hometown, sunsets, and my shoes.
If I could tie in a few local brands or thrifty finds, great! As a simple Tumblr site, my vision was to show how classic style and nature go hand-in-hand. As the years went on, I became more conscious of my content. I began taking photos to get the post out quickly, ignoring my initial creative vision and love for the process.
When it was authentic for me to put on an outfit, head into work, and snap shots along Grand Traverse Bay, great! Yet once I moved to New York City, it became a chore. I started to shift my focus from creative endeavors to relationships, which also served a good purpose- for the time.
Not only did I never wear heels unless absolutely necessary, I barely wore color, either.
Then, I realized I was wearing clothes to make other people happy: not me.
The brands, the designers, the ad agencies- I was leaving behind my own vision to adapt to someone else’s.
I had to take a step back and think- what clothes do I feel good in no matter what?
What do I grab first out of my closet?
Although it wasn’t organic or natural for me to snap daily outfit shots in a busy city like New York- especially when I was single with a self-timer- I still had a lot of thoughts. I started writing for my friend Ashley’s website, Kinda Kind, two months after I mysteriously hit “delete” on my blog New Year’s Eve 2016. Leaving behind four years of photos, collaborations, and memories may have been hard, but I was ready to leave behind my materialistic past and figure out what truly made me happy.
My last few months in NYC were challenging- it was pure survival mode. Trump was running for President, the #MeToo movement was a year and a half away, and my own mental health needed a serious break.
I found peace in the park and spent hours writing by the reservoir. I pondered the meaning of life, wondering if I would ever find any sort of fulfillment.
I spent the next few years writing about my journey, what makes me happy, and learned who I am as a woman- without any distractions. Being conscious of what brings me joy- not what commercials, “influencers,” or Cosmopolitan Magazine tells me- was the first step in finding inner peace.
Instead of spending Saturday morning in bed, I would get up and take a walk across the Charles River Esplanade. I began noticing the patterns in nature, the animals at the park, and the familiar faces at my Cambridge Starbucks.
As I documented my path in Boston, I realized how tied I still was to fashion- at least, the creative process.
I had a different style than the other fashion bloggers- simple photos with little to no written content- no ads or frills, and no promises of a brighter tomorrow if you buy a new lipstick shade. This didn’t make me popular. That wasn’t the point- the point was authenticity.
As I shot a photo of my new bracelet alongside my notes for the day and coffee cup, I realized how fashion, technology, AND mindfulness can merge- but not in the way you may think.
I’ve been creating my own style for some time now, a style that hasn’t changed much since I was a high school junior in a black turtleneck and gray Express mini skirt. It’s always been basic, classic, and chic- with a few added surprises.
Fashion doesn’t have to be complicated to be beautiful, and neither do our lives. My time spent away from working in fashion made me realize how what I’ve learned can add to the industry once again- and never to change the style that is mine.
When I used to work or consult for others, my soul would be crushed when they didn’t like my content. After spending hours coming up with ideas, it could be a challenge to integrate my vision with someone else’s.
As an independent person, this also made me realize- stop working with people who don’t share your vision.
Although some women on the outside may judge me for choosing a bike over a Lexus, renting a townhouse instead of having a mortgage, and choosing a cat over a husband and kids- I chose this lifestyle for a reason.
I am free from obsession with “things,” the need for more, and the warped view that I’m not enough.
Now, I can simply enjoy the creative process- mindfully.
Traverse City may be a ghost town, but it’s no different than the rest of the world right now.
I’m so fortunate to live in such a beautiful place, full of inspiration and serenity, especially during this time. There’s no need for entertainment when you have the peace inside yourself and the beauty all around you.
My heart goes out to everyone who is out of work or experiencing loss due to this pandemic. Please continue to take care of yourself, because there will be brighter days ahead.
Continue to create, inspire, learn, and grow. We can all take this time as the collective to look within and determine how we want to move forward with our lives. 🌿
The one thing they don’t teach in school is that you aren’t supposed to know where your life is going when you graduate at, say, 22.
Sure, it’s important to have some sort of direction, but how do you know after two decades of life what you really want?
Ten years ago, I was living in San Francisco, working as an office manager at a tech company. I had a boyfriend who worked in finance and usually hung out with his group of college friends from UC Berkeley more than him (they were more fun). I lived with two roommates down the street from said boyfriend in Russian Hill. My life was one big routine, the day in and the day out, so I found other ways to entertain myself.
So, I began writing.
Whether it was a Yelp review or blog post about an event I went to (I did a lot of events and promo work in my 20’s), I was happiest when I was sharing with the world.
Nevertheless, underneath the surface I thought my relationship had to “go somewhere.” I thought my job defined me and my success. I worried my Central Michigan University degree wasn’t good enough compared to everyone in the Bay Area with more impressive degrees than me. I constantly compared myself to other people and their success.
My boyfriend and I broke up that summer of 2010 and I quit my job in the fall. Back to square one, I continued to write, struggled with finances, and drank too much, but I knew I was closer to what I was supposed to be doing than sitting at an office desk five days a week (minus the drinking).
Through a lot of experiences, trial and error, and life lessons, 10 years later I still don’t know what direction my life will take. That’s the beauty of life- the unexpected surprises.
I’ve spent the past month spending a lot of time working on my coaching business, starting a new job at a wellness center, and writing, of course. Unlike my decisions to quickly find a job that looked good but wasn’t fulfilling, I waited to find something aligned with my overall goals and vision for the future.
My own experiences and lessons have lead me on a path of helping other people live a healthy, balanced life of purpose and joy, especially young women. However, whether you’re 20 or 70, it’s never too late to make a positive change in your life.
I’ve talked with and interviewed various women these past few months, learning what fuels their own passions. One woman left her corporate job at 55 to open a bakery. A friend of mine from Connecticut lost her stomach at age 17 and later channeled her energy through art, writing, and theatre- and even created her own one-woman show off Broadway (which I got to see back in 2014).
The common denominator between all of the people I have talked to is how their own experiences shaped their decisions- and because of these experiences, they were able to contribute something to the world. Something they couldn’t have contributed had they not experienced what they went through.
So, you really can’t tell me that you’re supposed to know where your life is going at 25.
Over the weekend I did one of my favorite things- I took myself to a movie. Solo.
Solitary adventures are one of my most treasured pastimes. Not only do I have the opportunity to recharge my introvert self, I gain an immense amount of inspiration from mindfully roaming through the city, finding new hidden gems, and taking in the beauty around me.
I went to go to “Where’d You Go Bernadette,” partially due to my love for Cate Blanchett. I seem to be one of the few who didn’t read the book, but I went in intuitively know I’d enjoy the film.
As I watched a fellow introvert self destruct, I realized an important message:
Creators are meant to create.
I remembered that not only is my precious solo time beneficial to maintaining my energy, it’s crucial to my creations.
With each photo I take, piece I write, and lesson I learn, my creations are keeping me sane. They’re keeping me grounded. They’re keeping me connected.
Sharing what I see and what I have learned with the world keeps me going. Being able to carry a message to another person or using my own experience as wisdom or lessons for others is a purpose I know I was meant to fill. Self destruction is inevitable when one doesn’t feel a sense of purpose, passion, or belonging- so I am glad to be reminded to live beautifully and create each and every day.
Circumstances may not always seem to get better on the outside, but we do– we have the choice to change within, and to grow stronger from the challenges life throws our way.
There have been a variety of things that have helped my life improve over the past couple of years. Happiness is cumulative; we don’t magically become content overnight, but each and every day we have the opportunity to add positive things that will build over time.
Start Your Day With An Intention
Having a mental map of what you want to accomplish each morning is important to start the day on the right foot. Do you intend to be kinder? Are you hoping to be more grateful? Would you like to remain mindful?
Maybe your intention is small, but it’s important to remember it throughout the day. It could make all the difference in turning a frustrating day into a beautiful one!
Giving up meat and most processed foods has been a slow-go; although I have dabbled with going meatless for the last few of years, it wasn’t until recently that I took it seriously. Boy, does clean eating change things.
My energy has sky rocketed, workouts are more enjoyable, and I’m doing my part to help the environment.
Stay In Your Lane
This was the best advice anyone has ever given me. When you get into the middle of someone else’s drama (especially when it doesn’t pertain you), you’re immediately sucked into their low vibes.
Sometimes we try and be “fixers,” and that’s totally okay- but know your limits. It’s great to want to help people, but understand when it’s time to step back.
Gossip in general is low vibe energy, and remember- when you point the finger, there’s three pointing back at yourself. Many use gossip as a bonding tool (haven’t we all?), but it’s some of the most harmful and hurtful types of bonding there can be. Be mindful of the company you keep- are they benefiting and enriching your life, or causing you chaos?
Make Time For Joy
As you go about your daily commute, stop and smell the flowers. Take the time to go in for that latte. Play in the sprinklers. Enjoy the sunset.
The most simple pleasures are sometimes to most beneficial- remember not to take them for granted.