As a writer, I’ve learned that inspiration is unpredictable. I can go months without having a single moment where ideas and thoughts flow, and then, in a heartbeat, the floodgates open and I’m overwhelmed. Joyously overwhelmed.
DIY – Herbal Tinctures (part 1)
As a neophyte to herbalism, I’m only just discovering tinctures. I’ve been taking a St. John’s Wort tincture for my anxiety and I can tell that it makes a difference. The one drawback is that those little one-ounce bottles are exxxxxxxpensive! Making your own herbal tinctures isn’t hard, and they are far more economical than going to Whole Foods and buying the manufactured ones yourself. To see how to start your own tinctures, read on!
A half-life
I think that if I was granted a wish, it would be that, for just one day, I could feel normal. To wake up gradually, easing myself into consciousness. Once I was wide awake, I’d be able to roll out of bed, maybe have a cup of tea, and relax. I’d think about what faced me in the day ahead, but that’s all they would be – simple thoughts. They wouldn’t bombard me from the second I wake up. My chest wouldn’t burn. My heart wouldn’t pound. I wouldn’t gasp for air, the bile at the back of my throat scalding me. My mind wouldn’t race with uncontrolled worries about what I was facing that day with work, with my family, or any other minor aspect of my life.
I have a mental illness. It’s not something I talk about very often, but it’s with me every second of the day. Continue reading
The problem with romantic fiction
Alright, so… romantic fiction? Yay or nay? As a reader, they’re my favorite kind of books to lose myself in and, as an aspiring writer, romance is, by far, my go-to topic. Trying to find good romance novels to read… Well, that’s a challenge. Why? Because a big majority of romantic fiction out there just downright sucks.
The Monuments Men – a review
I usually don’t talk too much about movies on this blog, even though I’m a lover of film. In my internet surfing these last 24 hours, I’ve seen a lot of negative reviews for The Monuments Men and, frankly, I’m annoyed, so here I am to talk about this movie, which Tim and I went to see yesterday.
Takin’ the plunge
After four years of wishing and wanting and hem-hawing around, I’m finally taking the plunge to seriously study herbalism. Continue reading
If the spiritual journey is like a winding road, I’m stuck on a bypass…
Tim and I have 90% of our conversations about religion in the car. Not sure why it happens that way, but when we’re heading somewhere is when, inevitably, the conversation turns to religion. Continue reading
Four years – a family
I meant to post this on January 23rd, but I failed to do so. That was the four year anniversary of the day we brought home the wiggly, gassy ball of adorable four-month-old fur that we named Roxie. Continue reading
Life on Wild Hare Farm 