What I’m Doing:

I begin college this week! My books came in (finally!) yesterday and I’m so eager to dive in. I’m starting with 8 credits and hopefully I can hit it hard and start another 8 in a couple months. My goal is to take on a smaller chunk of courses at a time so I can focus more exclusively on each topic but still cover the same amount of material…we’ll see how it goes. 🙂

I decluttered my closet the other night when I couldn’t sleep. Still in the process of reducing my wardrobe. Minimizing isn’t easy, even if I’m not the type to get attached to stuff, but throwing away the things I don’t need feels wonderful. Trying to incorporate the 80/20 principle. I’ll post an update on that soon.

Also getting into the habit of waking up an extra hour early but going to bed on time is hard. 😛 (Though this and this are really good motivation.)

What I’m Reading:

Just finished The 4-Hour Work Week. Tim Ferriss. (Some cussing and questionable humor.) I highly recommend this if you want to be challenged on the definition of success that we have accepted as a society and be taught how to not waste your life doing what you don’t want (the 9-5) so maybe one day you can do what you do want (all your interests and hobbies and passions). I’m all ready to pack my backpack and take off on a six-month mini retirement…maybe next year??

The 4-Hour Chef. Ferriss shows step-by-step the most effective and efficient method of learning proficiently any skill in 3-6 months. Applying it to my Koine Greek studies. I’ll keep you posted.


What I’m Listening to:

Paper Towns. John Green. Oh tumblr, the things you make me do…

Ambient Piano

What I’m Obsessed with:

Iced coffee – coconut or almond milk, no sugar.

Coconut water. Yum.

iced coffee

What I’m Thinking About:

“Little children, you are of God [you belong to Him] and have [already] defeated and overcome them [the agents of the antichrist], because He Who lives in you is greater (mightier) than he who is in the world.” 1 John 4:4 AMP

Favorite apps this week:

Sleep Time

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I Resolve: To Live Simply and Intentionally


I have long craved a simple life. The kind I had as a kid – when mornings were spent lost in the far-away lands of books and afternoons in the backyard sailing the high seas on my swing set. Where did the time go?

When did I get lost somewhere between yesterday and tomorrow?

Days are so short now. Yet at the same time they seem to go by the way a worm drags its belly slow across wet pavement. Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning and there have been days I’ve wished I just would cause taking breaths is hard.

I’m tired. Tired of fighting the current yet still ending up where it’s taking me. I’m ready to be free. To be dry and breathing deep, laughing instead of gasping for air. I need space. My lungs, my soul needs space – space to be.

How contrary that is to the push of modern society. Not to be, but to be more. “You can’t stop now there is still so much to be done; how dare you slow down long enough to pick the dandelions, to soak in sun rays like oxygen, to live quietly enough to be happy, no. Your to do list is far to long for that.

It’s been over a year now that I’ve been searching for the secret to a simple life – how to be content and happy yet still have dreams burn in me like hot air balloons.

I have no desire to settle for less but to settle deep into the abundance that I already have. To know when to say enough. To leave behind the demand for excess, and so be light enough to fly.

That, my friend, is living.

I Resolve: To Live Simply and Intentionally

Why It’s So Time to Live Slow


I have big eyes and small hands and dreams to taste the world.

I go to bed eager and wake up tired but oh so ready.

I’m tired of using tired as an excuse because there are things that make me come alive and my dreams aren’t going to grow themselves.

There are a thousand tiny causes worth giving our all to – like laughter and sunshine and the people we love.

I go to bed too late but wake up with the sun five days in a row and I know it’s time.

There are things I need to know I can change. My heart refuses to stay dormant.

I begin setting my alarm earlier for those few captured moments of quiet soul.

I start learning yoga because my body is a gift and a vessel for my spirit and I learn to breathe deeply. To stretch and strengthen what is uncomfortable so I can stand steady to the strains of living. There is something deeply calming about holding oneself steady upside down, toes pointed to the sky. As if to say, Gravity, you keep pulling me back to you but I’ll decide what standing tall looks like.

I visit the local farmers market fifteen minutes from my house and fall in love with mounds of love-grown fruit and vegetables and smiles. Coffee, toasted nuts, homemade goodies, friendly conversation, on-the-spot juicing, and people. Real, gentle, present people. I think I might love this city.

I make fruit my staple and bid farewell to dairy and animal cruelty and fatigue. Hello energy and new-found clarity of thought.

It took a day in July of reading in sunbeams on the deck with a glass of Grandma’s lemongrass tea for me to see that maybe sometimes we are happy but don’t slow down enough to realize it.

I have forgotten that this one life is not a race and if you run too fast you’ll burnout. We’ve lost the sense of slowing, of stopping long enough to truly see each other. When did productivity replace relationship?

Can we abolish to-go cups and linger over coffee? Can we put down the smartphones and listen and say, Tell me your story? Your heart has been hushed for too long.

Familiarity has robbed us of childlike wonder. We forget that there are sunrises every morning and shooting stars at night and a million tiny tastes of glory in between.

I crave those slow moments. Oh how many I have missed.

It’s time to claim them back.

Why It’s So Time to Live Slow