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. 💛
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.
While I went through my own personal crisis in my late 20’s and early 30’s I learned a lot of things.
Needless to say, I have my own perspective on the state of the world and its reaction to the Coronavirus.
I almost died more times than I can count. I went to the hospital with a BAC a of .6 and was told later I shouldn’t have lived. I’ve been taken out of work functions (plural) in an ambulance.
Yes, I did this all to myself, but it was a byproduct of unresolved trauma and pain. So, I started to work on it. It wasn’t pretty, and new issues pop up all the time. Today I can handle those issues productively.
I understand there is a universe all order to life. I understand I had a reason to live. So I kept writing, and I kept growing.
Now that we’re in the midst of a global crisis, I can use these lessons and help others. It might not be much, and I may not be able to solve anyone’s health or financial problems, but if I can shed just a little bit of light, then you may understand why I’m so passionate about writing my not-so-pretty experiences.
I’m sure a lot of people won’t agree with my perspective, and that’s okay. Since I already stay home the majority of the time I’m not working (and the other is spent by myself or with a friend outside), I intend to spend this time completing my v-steam course, finishing my book, and reaching out to literary agents.
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. 🌿
Daylight savings falls on the Super Full Moon in Virgo this year, and I got to enjoy the last night of “winter sunsets” on Lake Michigan in Leland last night. 😍 The sun set like fire along the shoreline, bringing me back to the days of growing up along this very water.
2020 has been a time of healing and self care, and it’s finally time to start emerging from our winter bubble and to shine a light on things that have felt foggy or unclear during the cooler season. Representing the virgin, this Virgo Full Moon will help you heal old childhood wounds and recharge your batteries for this next phase. The feminine energy of this moon will act as a warm hug while letting go of past pains, amplifying your confidence and divine feminine- so embrace it!
Lately I’ve had people re-enter my life, places remind me of my teenage years, and old friends take me back to the times when I was wide-eyed and innocent. Looking back on my younger days, I have a newfound compassion for myself, where my path has taken me, and the trial and error I’ve lived out through my decades of adventures. After learning about my 4/6 Profile in Human Design, it’s become clear I was meant to go on a journey of self-discovery, and this seems like an appropriate ending to that stage.
According to Forever Conscious, the collective is about to enter a new phase, as well:
March’s Full Moon is also preparing us for the start of the astrological year which begins on the Equinox later this month.
It is time for us to enter a new cycle, but before we can step onto this new path that is opening for us, we have to bring acceptance to where we stand today.
We have to radically accept our past, our pains, our grief, our mistakes, our triumphs, our family, our story, so we can move forward.
As we let go of the pain we’ve held onto, but perhaps buried under the surface, we can make space for what’s to come. Being conscious of what held us back from living authentically, loving others, or speaking our truth is an important part of our journey, so revisiting the life we once lived can be extremely healing during this full moon. Whether it’s visiting the nearby beach, meditating outside, or calling up an old friend, be sure to honor your inner child.
If you’re looking to harness the Super Full Moon energy, leave your crystals by the window to energize in the moonlight, sage your home, and spend time outside. The Full Moon is a time of amplified energy, so take some notes with your intentions, because this powerful moon is ideal for manifestation!
Each minute of every day, we have communication right there in our pocket (or in my case, a Henri Bendel handbag).
From texts to calls, our phones never cease to ring, beep, or buzz. We receive social media alerts, Tweets, and comments. Since it’s so easy to get a hold of one another, people sometimes forget that we all have our own lives, obligations, and self care to attend to. It’s not necessary to respond to everything we receive right away.
In this day and age, it’s crucial to take the time to go “off the grid” to focus on what’s right there in front of you. Whether it’s spending face time with friends and family, reading a book, or enjoying time in nature, it’s so important to put down the phone and be in the moment. Embracing what is right in front of you is what life is all about.
You don’t owe anyone an explanation as to why it took you a few hours to respond, nor do you need to feel obligated to check your Facebook feed every hour. It’s important to remember that life is happening around us every minute, and although the virtual world can be fun (and important for staying in touch with our loved ones), being mindful and in the moment is the greatest gift of all.
So, put down your iPhone and do something that takes you back to your childlike joy.
A week ago I was sitting at my favorite coffee shop, notebook in hand and a coffee on the table. I pulled out my mirror to see if I had anything on my face, quickly fixing my concealer that was out of place from my oversized sunglasses.
“Your makeup looks fine!” a stranger next to me declared. I looked over, laughed, and continued to set up shop at my seat.
He didn’t stop there. “You know, most men would say women look best without makeup. It’s Sunday! Don’t wear makeup!”
Newsflash: I wear makeup for me, not you.
I love to dress up, wear red lipstick, and don my Karen Walker shades. Not looking for validation, on most days I simply want to write in peace; the last thing I want is to have strangers approach me to give me unsolicited advice or flirt poorly at a coffee shop.
Nevertheless, whether or not it was meant to be a compliment, it was still suggesting I change who I am or what I do. That never sits well with me- flirting or not. It’s manipulative, and it’s unwelcomed.
Here’s a comprehensive list of things women don’t need to hear from a man:
How to wear our hair
What clothes to choose
How long our hair “should” be
When to wear makeup
That we should smile
Maybe some women need the words of the opposite sex to gain their confidence, but I am not one of them.
“The sexualization behind telling women to smile is alarming. It makes women feel that we are only meant to be happy and pretty and it’s a passive way to engage into an unwanted conversation.” –Fabulize Magazine, HuffPostContributor
I’ve had ex-boyfriends try and dress me up in the shortest of skirts, 6 inch heels, and cleavage revealing attire. That’s just not my style. I’ve even had an ex ask me if I was going to a funeral because I was wearing all black. Didn’t you know black is slimming and chic? Just look at Audrey Hepburn. I doubt she cared what other people said about her little black dress.
The guy at the cafe went on to later tell me how our meeting was “serendipitous,” in which I immediately rolled my eyes.
No, you just sat next to a woman and started telling her what to do and not to do. Also, I have no interest in a divorced 50-something who was thumbing through his “Plenty of Fish” app.
Women can have it pretty rough out there, but as long as we hold our own and stick to our laurels, we will be just fine.