Mothering Day Gifts

Gift ideas for those humans who mother fur babies, plants, bees, birds.  Have fun and spread the mothering LOVE!

Gardenia Bonsai

Jazz music fans know that vocalist Billie Holiday wore a white gardenia in her hair at her gigs.  Capture that classy sassy jazzy feel with this bonsai.  The fragrance of the gardenia is absolutely delish!

Coloring Book

My sister in law got me going on the coloring craze.  I LOVE it.  For the Arty Mothering friend who doesn't knit etc, turn them onto coloring.  I SMILE when I color- and it's super fun to do with nephews & nieces!

Cat Bingo

Oh yeah.  Let's go there.  Can't you just picture the wine party your Mothering friend is going to have with this Cat Bingo game?  Cat lovers will LOVE this (I'm one!) super cute to play with nephews and nieces over age 10.

Butterfly Puddling Stone

Butterflies are a symbol of hope, change, our souls, life...there is pure joy in seeing these beauties close up.  Bring this flutter power right to your Mothering friend- special in so many ways!

Links in LUX Beauty Blog are my Amazon affiliate links.  I share only what I use and love.  My mission is to research and serve you with heart-fully created products that are fun and enlivening.  Thanks for your support!

Your Sexy Skin

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All natural self care that works seamlessly into the week?  Hooray!

Using these sexy skin buddies regularly is super easy!  It’s simply wonderful to refresh the skin on your body to reveal its silky-ness- fuss free.

This is what I'm loving this month!

Get a rosy post shower glow with this Sea Salt Scrub that removes dead skin cells to reveal your supple soft skin beneath.  The cucumber is sooo refreshing, the Argan and jojoba oils leave your skin moist, velvety and in no way oily.

Sea Salt Scrub has been time tested!  In ancient Egypt, Europe and Asia, women gathered weekly to relax, bathe and gossip while they scrubbed their bodies.  Don't you wish we still did that?

 Japanese bath

Japanese bath

This refreshing Sea Salt Scrub arrived from Amazon super well packaged to avoid leaking.  It comes with a cute wood mixing spoon to mix the salts and oils.  After mixing, I let it sit overnight and the next day it was ready to go at shower time!  I've been exfoliating with it once a week, my husband loves it as well!

 Dry brush Check it out   HERE!

Dry brush Check it out HERE!

Curious about dry brushing?  Me too, I’m thrilled to finally be doing it!  Wow- talk about a fun burst of energy.  This wood brush has firm, natural bristles that you use on dry skin before showering.  The technique is:  brush towards your heart starting at feet and hands.  I do five brushes in one spot working my way up my legs, then start at my hands and do the same.

LUX Beauty Friends: errrrrybody did dry brushing in history- Ancient Egyptians, Greeks, Romans, Chinese, Japanese, Russians, Turks.  Some of it's benefits: strengthens the immune system, detoxes the body, stimulates blood flow, improves circulation.

 Egyptian woman dry brushing

Egyptian woman dry brushing

You can literally see dead skin cells flake off- but don't brush too hard! This brush arrived in a cute little sack to hang in the bathroom.  It has a sweet description of the technique on a card as well.  In the morning it gets the circulation going- I have been dry brushing 4-5 times per week.  Heads up- dry brushing is addicting!

How to wrap up this delicious skin experience? Let’s dish about this Argan oil based lotion.  There are a few others I tried (pricier with nice packaging), but I have to say, this one is the most simple and clean on my skin.

This light lotion absorbs easily, is non greasy and non irritating.  It soothed my winter ravaged skin, was heaven on my cracked heels at night and made my winter dry skin a thing of the past.  After exfoliation, the nutrients in Argan oil absorb easily into your skin. It has no scent, so add your fave essential oils.  Love it, love it love it.  Hubby loves it too!

Argan is known as “liquid gold” (darn right!) due to its high Vitamin E and fatty acids.  Argan Oil comes from nut kernels in the Moroccan Argan Tree.

 Goats standing in an Argan tree

Goats standing in an Argan tree

The lotion arrived from Amazon well packaged to prevent leaking.  The pump didn't work, which I had read other shoppers had experienced, so I was ready.  I opened it, swirled the pump around, left the top tilted open overnight, and voila…it worked the next day.  One comment said the company even sent her a new pump!  But if it gives you trouble, just give it a little help and it should be fine.

Links in LUX Beauty Blog are my Amazon affiliate links.  I share only what I use and love.  My mission is to research and serve you with heart-fully created products that are fun and enlivening.  Thanks for your support!

 

You're going to love your hair!

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Discovering all things LUX, I need hair products that give my tresses “bounce ‘n shine”!  I wasn’t getting that from standard hair products anymore.  

What about making my own shampoo?

Friends, just researching DIY shampoos and conditioners is exhausting!   And becoming an armchair chemist?  Non Merci.

I described my LUX Tress Quest to my friend Abby over Thai lunch.  She said “you want hair products you could basically eat, right?

Right.

Nanette's Tress Quest:  A hair product that’s natural enough to eat, easy to purchase with an interesting creative mission.

My favorite podcast out of Canada, The Ultimate Health Podcast, had essential oil goddess, natural beauty expert and chocolatier Nadine Artemis as their guest.  Nadine’s celeb groupies are:  Lisa Bonet, Alanis Morisette, Alicia Keys, Carol Alt, Carrie-Anne Moss…some very cool ladies.

I loved everything Nadine had to say about hair that day.  I found my Tress Quest guru!

You’re going to love discovering Nadine's Living Libations line.  Treat yourself to hair products that are uber minimally processed and thoughtfully created.

What I love this month!

Seabuckthorn Shampoo  Check it out HERE

  • Works for any hair type, Ok with color processed hair, won’t weigh down your tresses!  I shampoo my hair way less...

A few of the ingredients (see: you CAN eat them!):  Pure spring water, Jojoba oil, infusions of Calendula, Red Clover, Oats*, Comfrey, Nettles, Chamomile, Bladderwrack, seaweed, Seabuckthorn berry…

Shine On Conditioner,  Check it out HERE

  • Perfect companion to Seabuckthorn Shampoo, doesn’t weight down hair, I use it on tips of dry or wet hair

A few of the ingredients:  Rosewater, Jojoba, infusions of Chickweed, Marshmallow, Slippery elm, Alfalfa, seaweed, aloevera, Tamanu oil, ACV…

Scalp Tonic, Check it out HERE

  • Renovates damaged hair, strengthens hair strands, restores shine, clears scalp pores.  I leave this in overnight for a deep conditioning treatment!

A few of the ingredients: Wild Mustard Seed, Rosemary, Peppermint, Eucalyptus, Geranium, Pine Cone, Nettles, Seabuckthorn, Jojoba oil…

* attn friends with Celiac!

Links in LUX Beauty Blog are my Amazon affiliate links.  I share only what I use and love.  My blog mission is to research and serve you with heart-fully created products that are fun and enlivening.  

To learn more about Nadine, here is her website : https://www.livinglibations.com/  If you would like to order these items directly from Nadine (from Canada, shipping takes 10-14 days) instead of Amazon, let me know and I will provide my product Affiliate Links with her company.  Thank you for your continued support!

Glowing skin- OH MY!

It's winter here in gorgeous New Hampshire- winter means my skin becomes dry, dull, no sparkle...yikes!  For facial skin that FEELS and LOOKS great (I've tried MANY moisturizers: drugstore brands, pricey stuff), I gotta say, this is what works for me.

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Three things help my skin in these winter months:  Thermal Spring water, Jojoba Oil, and Rosewater Spray.  Simple!

Thermal Spring Water came my way from my French Auntie: Marie Louise.  My four French aunts have GLORIOUS, CREAMY skin and are all over the age of 68.  Auntie Marie Louise took me to the Pharmacy and whipped this water spray off the shelf saying: "Voila Nanette! Anti-ageing!  I know when Marie Louise says something, I DO IT.  And mon dieu! has she been right.  I'll lend her to you as an honorary French Auntie.  For the water she picked, Click here or on the image below!

Jojoba Oil is the liquid that comes from the seed of the Simmondsia chinensis plant, native to southern Arizona, southern California and northwestern Mexico (HEY! it works in REALLY DRY climates).  Jojoba oil moisturizes like nothing I've tried- no dry patches, my wrinkles (I love them, but they gotta be SPRINGY, SUPPLE and CUTE!) are much smoother! Click here or on the photo below for more details!

Rosewater Spray was the favorite of CLEOPATRA.  Ok- if it was good enough for CLEO...then boom! I'll join her TRIBE.  Rosewater comes from roses distilled for their oils- it’s the water that's left behind.  It's hydrating, soothing and astringent- I love the smell too!  Click here or on the photo below to check it out!

Here's my process:  At night: remove makeup, spritz with thermal water, pat dry with soft cotton make up pad (doesn't have to be DRY, just dab the drops).  Spritz with Rosewater, let sink in for a minute or two while I brush my teeth.  Massage 6 drops of Jojoba oil on my face and neck. Nighty night.

In the morning: Look in the mirror and say "Hello gorgeous!"  Then, spritz face with thermal water, dab with makeup pad lightly.  Spritz Rosewater, let sink in.  Massage 4 drops of Jojoba oil on my neck and face.  VOILA!  I'm ready for makeup!

* These are my Amazon affiliate links.  I only share what I know and love.  xo Nanette

What the Crone Knows

Part 1-Dawn

First awareness.  Changes with body, hair, skin.  Body as messenger of change.  Transition time.  Shedding skin, like snake- shifting power.  The dawn of girl to woman- Youth Crone.

The old ways of exercise, eating, meditating, yoga-ing no longer shape the vessel.  Bird wing flecks of grey interrupting hair- dark dye to “cover” makes Youth Crone skin look sallow- time to let that go.

Youth Crone leaves the solo nest.  Moving out of the city, owning a home with land - about to be married.  Creating a nest for two.

Youth Crone Struggles for place in this new place- now, there are all kinds of new places.  Weeping over transitions. 

Can’t stop time.  Can’t stop time.

Youth Crone is in full Transition now.

Limitless energy- a body that walks, dances, works all day, drinks, makes love.

Studying lunar phases, looking skyward, talking to the moon.

Womb of Crone.  Letting go of the jagged little pill.  The first painful cramps, flooding- anger.  Was this powder keg in there all the time?

Last thoughts to have a child.  Is that the way?

Youth Crone the refugee.  Tripping away, spitting in anger, from men in white robes who tell, and tell.  Tell her what?

Youth Crone the Innocent doesn’t know what is to come.

Part 2- Commencement

Crone Freedom.  Layers of angst and drama peeled away.  Still hearing echoes from the glimmer of Youth.  Freedom Crone knows well the shadow side of that golden winged time: disappointment.

Crone knows not to dwell on what could have been.  She wages battle against singing that mournful melody: what if, what if…what if…

Freedom Crone accepts that in some melodies there is no cadence.

The blood has stopped- or soon will- that red river of complexity.  Crone knows that flow doesn’t go quietly into the night, it screams and floods at each turn until it finally lets her go.

Or is Crone now a him?

Crone Time, there is little is left now.  She invokes laser concentration on what is enduring and transcendent.  No time to waste.

Can’t stop time.  Can’t stop time.

Crone Soul, looks squarely at the hereafter.  Reverence, ecstasy, fantasy, awe.

and will the Hills look as Blue as the Sailors say? *

Crone Confidence.  You are indeed good enough, my dear.  No one dares tell her different now.

Joy in raising children that contribute to the forward momentum of the universe.  Or- sadness in watching her children loose the light - following a path that she did not dream for them.  

The Crone who knows burying her child/her breath before she herself is buried.  

Crone’s enlightenment.  At peace with faith, ethics, values. A long honed perspective as she prepares for her next coronation into Holy Spirit.

Freedom Crone’s wedding day has come and gone.  Her hands still hold the magic of that day.  Or- maybe she had her wedding day, realizing after time that it was wrong all wrong…Or- Crone has not yet had her wedding day- and anticipates if she ever will.

Crone seeking Crone. Finding then cherishing a group of like. There’s safety in numbers in these Crone waters of transition.

*Emily Dickinson, 1858 letter to Master

Part 3- Sovereign

Full Crone.   Fine lines criss-crossing face, arms and hands.  Life lines to a joyous place of power and excitement deep within.  It's way fun for Crone now.

In the Hood of Full Crone, transport to new mind, body and soul spaces is a magic carpet ride.  Limiting beliefs?  Full Crone transcends them.

Possibilities of partnership open up- thanks in part to the generation behind her- Crone can more easily publicly accept a relationship of same gender.  

Full Crone is female and male.  Hormones dictate female one day, male the next.   Sometimes, her sex changes from minute to minute.  

Trans-Crone.  Floating between bubbles of female or male.  Meta-morphing with the formless form of shifting smoke.  Laughing all the way.  Crone’s cosmic egg cracks open over and over - she emerges again and again- it’s orgasmic.  No one “gets it” unless they’re in the tribe of Crone-

Except Bowie.  

Bowie musta felt it.  Honorary Crone he was.

Crone Wisdom.  The gut kick: Know now! Feel now! Laugh now! Live now! Crone also knows when to spit, hiss, kill, love, raise up, deliver.   She wields wisdom-power now.  

Full Crone knows the Triumph and Loneliness of survival.  

Sovereign Crone knows this Hero’s Journey is nothing more than life and life itself.  But at this moment in time, she can hear the final cadence approaching.

Can’t stop time.  Can’t stop time.

Crone knows She is closer to Atman than she ever could have been in that hot yoga class when she was 25.  

Crone knows she is the Godhead within.  Full Crone: draped in purple, kissing the right hand of God and like smoke- transcending all things mortal.

 

Snap Chat- the 8 second love story

It started with the flower head-garland filter.  Then moved on to the puppy with the wagging tongue filter.  

I was hooked on the technology, but equally hooked on the fun.

Snap Chat- the social media giant started by two millennials, Evan Thomas Spiegel and Robert Cornelius "Bobby" Murphy- has become my go to social media tool.

In the beginning, Snap was for “the kids”.  They posted a series of 8 second clips that disappeared in 24 hours, and while your were at it, you could create a secret personality- your folks would never know because Snap Chat is and was really hard to figure out.

I joined Snap Chat a year ago, just for fun…but not really.  In my coaching business, I have a large following of Millennial and Generation Z .  Facebook and Instagram, what I call the “polite” platforms, are visited by them but with restraint.  To them, Facebook is so fold-your-arms-look-serious and Instagram has high demands of epic imagistic beauty…did Snap Chat offer something different that these young followers needed from me?

It does, and it’s amazing.

Snap Chat is where Millennials and Generation Z go to see what you are really like.  What is your house like, what is your closet like, what do you eat (and they LOVE food), what do you do for entertainment, what daily experiences do you have?  What is your workout routine?  How do you put on your make up?  

Then there is the car seat Snap.  You’re sitting in your car (the BEST lighting btw) riffing on what just happened in line at Whole Foods.  Or, you have your phone mounted on your dashboard as you are on a cross country drive listening and singing along to 80’s pop or Drake.

There is the love of amplifying experiences on Snap Chat.

One of the most popular Snap storylines is the workplace Snap.  Millennials love to Snap the snacks they have at work (The Skimm, another giant started by two millennial females, reigns supreme on that one), the locally crafted beers they have at their desks on Fridays, the fitness trainer who comes in to teach kettlebell technique, the putt-putt game each Wednesday.  This generation luckily doesn’t just to go work in a cubicle…they go to work to experience stuff.

Now, Snap Chat is taking on a new audience: the stay at home moms (the Pinterest crowd!) have become addicted to the silly Snaps and the Snaps their fitness gurus film of their daily workout routine…what does Chalene Johnson’s home gym look like?  What does she eat?  What does her closet look like?  How does she put on her make up?

Sound familiar?

This article by Nanette appeared in the June 2017 edition of the NH Business Journal.  FYI my Snap Chat name is @nanetteperrotte.

The Wyrm in the Mind

I could turn around and go home.  Leaden legs dragging as I walked, my breathing choked.  It had stalked me all day, circling around in the early morning hours, then reminding me it was interested as I found a moment of joy in the afternoon.  Now, the Dragon that slithered in my orbit was coming for me.

Inside the building, women are meeting.  A group united in a common power filled entrepreneurial cause.  I have invested a year in bonding with them- a powerful clan that spies bullshit a mile away and does not suffer fools lightly.  I love these women, love being a part of their tribe- I need this clan in my life right now.

Slithering Dragons?  That’s right, my dragon foamed at the mouth as I walked through the evening parking lot to the double glass doors that opened to my clan.  It delighted knowing that it could eat up space in my head and stop me in my tracks.

Welcome to my Dragon.  Unlike the dragon in storybooks, my Wyrm is a slithering mind Dragon. The reptile that turns a rational thinker into a paranoid shrivel.  I’ve battled this creature before, so I know it’s a good idea to have a moment of fear when it breathes into you.  My dragon was circling, looking for a kill.  

Dragons do real damage- a deadly soul crushing kind of damage- and they do it in a instant.  Like a whip, like a cobra- Snap!  You’re stung stupid.  They leave with their sickly stinging poison in your blood- it never goes away.  You just get used to the taste and the sting.

Stepping up to the doors, a voice I had heard earlier in the day resonated in my ears. I’ve never met the owner of this voice in person by the way.  The voice said: When facing the Dragon, you must have courage. Courage is your shield.  Courage.

The aegis of Courage gave me power to pull the door open and step inside.  I wish I could say I brandished my shield bravely, like Athena, the shining warrior goddess…but the reality is I stepped in blindly, everything was blurry, my ears were ringing, my eyes couldn’t focus.

Courage.

I looked up.  The haze in my eyes cleared to reveal the faces of my clan- smiling and happy to see me.  The dragon wasn’t there.  It had slithered back into it’s dark dungeon.

I know my foe will return, because Wyrms have been here for eternity.   

But tonight Dragon, I won.  And Dragon, I will win again and again and again.

Lightning Has Hit

You are someone who has never invested time and energy in your creativity.  Ok- how do you start?

First, there is an awareness that things have changed in your mind, that things as they have been are no more.

Emotionally
Spiritually
Creatively

Your treadmill of life feels restricted.  You are not content.  You’re hungry and you’re angry.

To get to that moment, a lightening bolt has to hit.  Maybe it’s heading to rehab or cancer.  Your 50th birthday, a moment of loneliness, a certain slant of light winter afternoons…

When that moment comes- you have no choice but to listen.  Try to ignore, it comes right back and slaps you- I’m still here!  You can turn off the TV, but that crashing still reaches your brain.  It still stings and you are even angrier.

It’s time to dream of the extraordinary.
This is no time for small assed dreams.

Ignite the Light Fantastic of creativity and look how quickly bravery and will take over. Then momentum swings in and voila- you’re at the cash register at Michael’s with new pencils and a coloring book, or a moleskin journal.

Creativity is your ticket to ride the storm out. It’s the new swing dance craze taking over the Savoy Ballroom- because right now- there is no other way than to dance out of the darkness. Lightning has hit.

It helps not to do this hero’s journey alone. To have a dance partner or several- someone to wink and nod and say: I’m doing it too.  But, remember, in history, there have been plenty of light dancers who have gone it alone.  At the core, your partner has to be you, no one can move your feet for you.

The first creative step is the first step out of sadness and hopelessness.  It means everything and it’s all you’ve got.

 

The Road of Desperate Seeking

Do you crave Acknowledgment?  When you’re done with a creative project, do you go looking for it?

Let's be honest- we love it when it happens.  To be acknowledged by our peers, fans, social media followers feels down-right good. 

We like to be shown right, we fall in thrall with the sound of our applause: Bravo!  It’s the confidence shot, proof that what you do does matter.  You have been heard, you are not a hopeless artist living in a self-involved bubble.

It’s the artist's quest for the acknowledged connection.

Searching outside you for acknowledgement leads down a road of desperate seeking.  How often do we check our Facebook Live videos to see how many people have watched it?  I know I do- I caught myself checking for the eight time in one day...

This quest down acknowledge road never ends- even when you are fed (wow! 800 people have seen my video!)- the craving comes back again and again.  Slowly and surely it eats away at the most precious gift: your time.

Turn the mirror on you.  Ask yourself:

Did I follow my dream?

Did I give voice to my soul?

Am I content?

When and if you answer Yes, then what is this craving acknowledgement really for?  Do you need to be acknowledged? When you are dead and gone- will it make a difference to you? 

Celebrate your creation.  Be in thrall with you.  At the most basic starting point, create simply because you are alive to do it.  You have the time to do it.  You have the strength to do it.   Now, listen for the inside sound of clapping- your heartbeat.

Then do it all again.

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4 Ways A Mentor Encourages You

Are you someone who thinks outside of the box, naturally does things different than the usual way?  Yes?  Ok- here's my bet:

When you do something, some folks get it and some folks don't.  

Glorious as it feels to have your unique creativity received as a good thing, it feels crummy/shitty to have it turned down.  In the life of a creative- there is MUCH more of the latter- it takes a determined mind of steel to carry on and survive/thrive.

You don’t have to go it alone.

What helps is to have a mentor.  Someone who gets you and gets your work (notice how I didn't use the work LIKE).  A quality mentor will re-align you when the going gets rough and tell the truth when you've swayed from your mapped out creative path.  A mentor will influence you, so choose wisely.

#1 Try to find someone who has a life frame you admire.  DO NOT pick a stranger...at least for now.  Find a person you know and who knows you, the chances of them saying yes are far higher than getting a yes from Sheryl Sandberg.  

#2 An ideal mentor creates regularly, in many forms.  They know how to manage their creative work time AND their fun time (life balance).  Your mentor puts herself out there- takes risks with their art and remains consistent.  

#3 Your mentor has a clear, strong sense of self and self confidence.  They carry themselves in such a way that you notice when they walk into a room.  Eye contact, body language, speaking voice…these body signs will help you see if this is the mentor for you.

#4 Look for a mentor who is ahead of you on the career path, but not too far ahead.  Oftentimes we look up instead of looking right and left.  Your ideal mentor is probably sitting next to you at local business meeting- she’s not an attendee, she the organizer.

The ability to successfully encourage self and other is a skill and a blessing.  Not everyone who claims to be a mentor can pull it off.  An encouraging mentor never belittles, passes judgement or lectures you.  They are there only to mindfully encourage.  When you do find your mentor, keep in mind that someday, somehow, you should do the same for someone else.

 

I Cain't Say No!

One step to move stress out of your body, mind and energy is to take a hard look at yourself.   Stress can come about because we take on too much, are trying to please too many people or are working too hard.  If you begin by looking clearly and without judgement at yourself- then you have a chance to conquer the road to a life with less stress.

Why can't I say No?  Who do I truly value in my life? How can I organize my time effectively so I'm not working all the time?

When you are asked to do something extra, let's say for work- what does the project do to advance your current situation?  If you are self employed, you just say no- it doesn't serve your goals.  But If you have an employer and your job depends on accepting the new project, then it's a different story.  Look at other work projects that can pause and say no to them- there are things you can eliminate if you look hard enough.

Who are your friends?  Do they lift you up, support you and encourage your success without judgement?  Or, do they expect you to do the same old things- drink bad wine, talk about obscure French films until 4am on a Wednesday?  Sometimes friendships have to end.  Ask yourself if this person lifts, supports and encourages you.  If they no longer do, then allow them to gracefully move out of your life.

Organize your time.  Prioritize.  Make a planner.  Buy a planner.  Download a free planner.  Stick to it like a cheap spandex dress.  Put a time to each task- put a timer on your phone.  Be sure to put exercise, meditation and FUN in there.  Yes...FUN.  When a tasks time is up.  Stop.  That's it.  Day done- no judgement if you didn't cross everything off the page.

 

Dwell in Possibilty

With age comes clarity and wisdom about what you are here to do.  Your energy moves in a vertical pattern, propelling up and down - dancing between roots and the vast beyond of the thousand petal lotus.   Choices are made with a history of mistakes and missed cues, but choices are still made with aspirations and dreams. 

You choose much quicker than you used to.  All the years of agonizing over a shift- now you know very quickly what you have to do.  You know right action.

Even difficult decisions aren’t that hard anymore, because you’ve been there before- you know the scene.  You know that you cannot change what is, you can only choose to feel differently.  Difficulties become your power.

Non reaction to the reality that is- facile adaptation to the reality that is.  No longer getting waylaid for long periods while you try to fix things, try to make things right.  You choose to put yourself on the path of the heart, the path of right thought and right action.

Being older means you slow down, you know how to put the speed down on your race car.  Taking time to breathe in and out, to smile, to sit, to Be.  Time to invest in dreaming and dwelling in possibility.

I dwell in Possibility –

A fairer House than Prose –

More numerous of Windows –

Superior – for Doors –

Of Chambers as the Cedars –

Impregnable of eye –

And for an everlasting Roof

The Gambrels of the Sky –

Of Visitors – the fairest –

For Occupation – This –

The spreading wide my narrow Hands

To gather Paradise –

                                    Emily Dickinson

Lead self away from repeated patterns and into a design of life in full bloom.  Lead self back to what is truly important: your light in the current perfect moment.

Dwell in possibility- leave stagnation and endless spinning behind.  Gather Paradise and dance alongside it with all your might.