I think I might be regressing:

I am in love with hot pink, wishing for a pair of jellies (remember those shoes?), making friendship bracelets, decorating barrettes, coloring, and dreaming about my birthday party.   I feel closer to ever than my 10 year old self.  And it feels really good.

This is a semi-recent occurrence but all these little things are making me feel expressive, playful, and free which is my ultimate goal in life these days.  

I would LOVE to hear what you so loved to do as a kid that made the hours fly by.

Barrettes + nail polish + glitter = MAGIC

You can simplify and just paint with glittery nail polish, but since I didn’t have that I improvised and used some embossing powder and my embossing gun, which I will definitely write more about at some point because embossing has kind of changed my life.

“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.”  – Pablo Picasso

I needed a time out yesterday. When I got 20 minutes just for me I listened to an interview with Elena Brower, who I simply adore, and got lost making knots with beautiful colors forming neat little rows of  l v l s.

I can’t believe it took me over a decade to remember how much I loved making friendship bracelets. This site helped me remember what I knew long ago.

After my mini time out I felt less overwhelmed and frustrated and now I have an awesome bracelet in the making.  Plus drinking my favorite beer also helped.

All live together on my altar, along with some other treasures that provide a visual pep talk whenever I see it. Once you find + clear a space for your altar gather objects that are meaningful and uplifting and arrange them beautifully.

Here are some options:

fresh flowers . a beeswax candle . incense . a picture of your grandma . your vision board . a dream catcher . buddha . crystals . mala beads . a poem . plants . figurines of saints, gods, or goddesses . a sacred shell . a beautiful quote . a hot pink feather… whatever floats your boat.

I recently cleared off books to make space for my altar.  I especially love the bursts of hot pink.  They remind me to tap into my 7 year old self whenever I am feeling too serious.