❄️ WINTER SOLSTICE writing workshop isSunday, December 19th. This is the last writing workshop of the year! Please sign up in advance here here (Sunday, 12/19, 10am - 12pm PST).
Questions? Ask. I’m here and I’d love to hear from you.
Right this moment, I’m looking out the window over the neighborhood rooftops and the wispy clouds are pressed up against a slowly blue-ing sky, cotton-candy pink, little puffs casting a warm glow throughout my humble living room. Tater is cozied up on his couch, and I’m sipping a warm lemon water (post coffee, don’t get it twisted). I’m keeping a tally of Goodbye Sad-Eyes days, throwing all my recovery tricks and tools toward getting to the other side of this breakup. I interface with folks constantly on Zoom but in my real life, I have been spending so. much. time. alone. I trust the perspective shift is on it’s way, but it ain’t here yet, and so I’m moving slowly, I’m taking care of my body, I’m not making any decisions, and I’ve been going to sleep between 8:30 and 9pm every night.
In my forever foray into fun, I’m considering a 90’s Hip Hop + R&B night with Ashley at some bar over on Clement Street tomorrow night. It’s 90’s, so that means there’ll be other people our age, right? I am still in the consideration phase because it’s also true that going out is so foreign again. So maybe we talk about going dancing and then get dinner instead. This weekend, I’m also having a dear friend for lunch. My gym is throwing a picnic on Sunday. I might take myself on a solo movie date (I’m revisiting The Artist’s Way, so you know what that means). I don’t know why having fun feels so hard. So faraway.
I hope you are allowing yourself some rest. I hope you are honoring all the Scorpio Season mood swings. I hope you are having your own versions of fun, even if it’s much quieter than before.
Let’s go on a retreat somewhere tropical next year. I’m serious. Let me know if you’re interested and I’ll see what I can swirl up. In the meantime, go slow. Let the end-of-year engine be a signal to get off the train and take a nice nap instead.
👀Watch: Just watched Mare of Easttown, which I liked very much, but was borderline too stressful for me, so I made sure to read the synopses before each episode so I knew what to expect 😬. Also, as someone who grew up visiting Pennsylvania twice/year, I adored having the unique dialects swirling around in my ears.
What should I watch next? Nothing too violent, please.
🎧Listen: Even my energy healer told me I need to have more fun and despite not implementing anything or trying anything new (yet) this podcast episode over at Ten Percent Happier was so helpful: “Fun is a trainable skill (and it doesn’t involve your phone)” (Thanks Faith for sending it over!).
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❄️ WINTER SOLSTICE writing workshop is Sunday, December 19th. This is the last writing workshop of the year! Please sign up in advance here here (Sunday, 12/19, 10am - 12pm PST).
Questions? Ask. I’m here and I’d love to hear from you.
Hi all, last Friday before the clocks fall back (for most of us here in the states).
It’s always an emotional adjustment, isn’t it? Settling into the dark.
Right this moment, I’m looking out the window over the neighborhood rooftops and the wispy clouds are pressed up against a slowly blue-ing sky, cotton-candy pink, little puffs casting a warm glow throughout my humble living room. Tater is cozied up on his couch, and I’m sipping a warm lemon water (post coffee, don’t get it twisted). I’m keeping a tally of Goodbye Sad-Eyes days, throwing all my recovery tricks and tools toward getting to the other side of this breakup. I interface with folks constantly on Zoom but in my real life, I have been spending so. much. time. alone. I trust the perspective shift is on it’s way, but it ain’t here yet, and so I’m moving slowly, I’m taking care of my body, I’m not making any decisions, and I’ve been going to sleep between 8:30 and 9pm every night.
In my forever foray into fun, I’m considering a 90’s Hip Hop + R&B night with Ashley at some bar over on Clement Street tomorrow night. It’s 90’s, so that means there’ll be other people our age, right? I am still in the consideration phase because it’s also true that going out is so foreign again. So maybe we talk about going dancing and then get dinner instead. This weekend, I’m also having a dear friend for lunch. My gym is throwing a picnic on Sunday. I might take myself on a solo movie date (I’m revisiting The Artist’s Way, so you know what that means). I don’t know why having fun feels so hard. So faraway.
I hope you are allowing yourself some rest. I hope you are honoring all the Scorpio Season mood swings. I hope you are having your own versions of fun, even if it’s much quieter than before.
Let’s go on a retreat somewhere tropical next year. I’m serious. Let me know if you’re interested and I’ll see what I can swirl up. In the meantime, go slow. Let the end-of-year engine be a signal to get off the train and take a nice nap instead.
hearts beaming out of my eyes,
tuya,
dani
📖Read: After a couple of weeks hanging out with The Doubt Monster, Ask Polly brought me back down to earth.
👀Watch: Just watched Mare of Easttown, which I liked very much, but was borderline too stressful for me, so I made sure to read the synopses before each episode so I knew what to expect 😬. Also, as someone who grew up visiting Pennsylvania twice/year, I adored having the unique dialects swirling around in my ears.
What should I watch next? Nothing too violent, please.
🎧Listen: Even my energy healer told me I need to have more fun and despite not implementing anything or trying anything new (yet) this podcast episode over at Ten Percent Happier was so helpful: “Fun is a trainable skill (and it doesn’t involve your phone)” (Thanks Faith for sending it over!).
Thank you so much for being a part of this community. If you like this newsletter, please consider leaving a comment, sending it to a friend or subscribing. Or respond and say hi, I’d love to hear from you.