There’s something magical about the smell of spring air.
Listening to the birds chirp, the sound of the waves, and the warm breeze hit the leaves takes me back to the same feeling of wonder and excitement as I did growing up.
During this reset, I’ve been looking back on the person I was before I let the world start to shape me. How did I feel on those warm spring days playing along the bay? What excited me to get up and run out to the backyard in the morning?
In the days before cell phones and the internet, we learned how to have fun on our own- and we had a lot less anxiety.
As I look back on a simpler time, I can’t help but wonder, why not always live this way? Why not incorporate more balance into everyday life even when the world starts up again?
Although we have the world at our fingertips, we will miss what’s right in front of us if we don’t pause to see it.
Yesterday was my phone-free day… and I must say, it was a success. I have to admit that did have to be practical and carry it with me for directions, music, photos, and safety (hey, I was going to new territory), but not for browsing the web, texting, making calls, or killing time.
So, what did I do while I sat on the beach without my phone?
I enjoyed the beach.
Rain was in the forecast so I headed down early- around 8:00AM- and arrived to an empty beach. It was perfect, not to mention an easy ride on the Red Line. I got on at Davis Square and off at JFK/UMass, which was just a short walk across a field, the street, and to the water. 😎
I had originally planned on M Street Beach, but this beach, Carson Beach, seemed like my cup of tea. There was even a (recently updated) bathhouse and counter with snacks!
Whoever said city dwellers can’t enjoy the beach, or nature, are mistaken. That is why I love Boston so much- I have the best of both worlds.
After taking a few photos, I put my phone on airplane mode, sprayed on some SPF 30, and sprawled out on my blanket. Peace and quiet.
I looked down at groups of people playing volleyball, taking kids out on floaties, and playing catch with their dogs.
However, I was exactly where I wanted to be… with my favorite company in the world: myself. 💜
Ten years ago today I moved outside of Michigan for the first time in my life. Taking a one way flight to SFO, I moved in with two girls I had never met, into an apartment I had only seen in photos. Making a major life decision based on intuition, I felt an amazing feeling of euphoria for the first time in my life: it was a feeling of freedom.
A chance to start new. A city to be free to find myself.
I had just called off my wedding and knew there was a lot more out there for me; but I had no idea what that would be. Little did I know what a winding path I would have since that April evening! My first days, months, and year in San Francisco was such a special time in my life- one that I will never, ever forget. ✨
Never be scared to follow your intuition and take risks- your heart knows that way.
It was 5:05 AM as I opened my laptop and started to type. I looked at my phone when I woke up, right before making a cup of coffee and settling in under four fleece blankets. I received a text message from 12:25AM, which I clearly missed.
After eating chocolate chip cookies, working on my sketch comedy homework, and watching a few episodes of Master of None, I was fast asleep by 10PM. My evenings are filled with reading, writing, and watching relatable comedies involving characters loosely based on themselves… which I know all too well. More on that later.
Lately I’ve been thinking about how much I love mornings. Many people whine about them and dread starting their day, but not me. Nights often involve chaos, hedonism, regrets, but most of all- a constant search to fill a void. Nights are full of anxiety, fear, and loneliness.
Mornings are the opposite.
For me, early mornings are a time of reflection, ideas, creativity, and wonder. It’s my time. No one else’s. The world is still asleep, no one is bothering me, the drunk texts have stopped, and it’s a fresh, brand new day.
Once you finally “get good” within yourself and are comfortable in your own skin, you’ll no longer feel anxious about what you’re missing at night. You’ll no longer toss and turn, worrying about tomorrow. FOMO has slipped away, and you realize the most important thing you need to take care of is yourself.
I hope you’re having a beautiful Sunday morning… mine is easy, just like Lionel Richie’s.
Why in the world would anybody put chains on me?
I’ve paid my dues to make it
Everybody wants me to be what they want me to be
I’m not happy when I try to fake it.