What did I cook? What time did I go to bed? Did I always brush my teeth? But, most of all, why do I now think these are important questions?
I've been thinking about how practice sometimes leads to growth that is different from the initial goal. How the mere practice of practicing something, anything, is beneficial. Practicing builds mental and emotional muscle, especially when the end result is kind of fuzzy.
A one-post whirlwind through two and a half months, including what it's been like as an "empty nester" (oof, I hate that term...), a peek at the ongoing Larksome Goods project, how Peloton saved my life and changed our work at Kindred Place, and a few other things, including reading and recipe (ish) links.
Is it the physical bricks and mortar in which you live, or is it a feeling? Is it the people you see each day who contribute to the feeling of belonging that comes with “home”? Can you feel at home anywhere?Jimmy Carter, "A Letter from Home." The Bitter Southerner; March 2022. An overly brief and … Continue reading Home is a kitchen.
This post is part of a series that explores that simple, complicated idea of "home" as I try to reconcile my now-empty nest and conflicting feelings about my hometown. In the 23 years since I came "home" to Memphis (not intending to stay more than six months), I've thought a great deal about the psychological … Continue reading Homebuilding.
In the absence of data, our minds make up stories, and doing that is completely normal. But they’re exactly that: stories. Sometimes, we need to rewrite them.
Simple idea, always worth repeating: The first step in solving a problem is getting the problem statement right.
Every transition to a new beginning must start with an ending, and the ending can feel like loss. There is no good path to the future until the past has been acknowledged and released.