cherry chapstick

We can live. By all means, live. Wake up, eat cereal, walk, work, talk, eat, sleep, live. I know I can accomplish great things when I live. I can get a bonus, have a relationship, read a book. Read 100 books. Hell, write a book.

Or, we can Live (did I lose you?).

We can fall in love. Or fall in Love over and over again, and without fear or apology.
Be fascinated by the freckles that make each day staggeringly complex and different. And similar.

We can listen. Or Listen with true openness and tolerance. To even the intentions spoken between words and without speech. Not just to those we understand with ease, but also those whose actions we will never understand.
And to those who are no longer with us, and exist instead in the slowdancing of snowfalls. And cherry Chapstick.

The only thing that’s constant is change, and we feel safer to resist impermanence. So, we can live. Or Live and open ourselves, as petals, and remain passionately curious.



i exist as i am, that is enough

Night rolls around and it all starts making sense;

There is no right way,
Or wrong way,
You just have to live.

So, I do what I do,
And at least I exist.

What could mean more than this?


idle hands are the devil’s workshop

The weekend arrives with the promise of sunny skies. I’ve made plans to keep busy with friends and enjoy the city.

But today, there’s that feeling. It’s not always there, it ebbs and flows. Peaks and valleys. With no rhyme or reason, there’s simply an emptiness. I can be surrounded by opportunity and convinced that it’s fruitless, or be at a table of friends and feel completely alone. All I want to do is close up, lay down, and let it wash all over me.

It’s times when I feel the most like loosening my grip, that I need to hold on the tightest.


So, I’ll allow myself to have my moment. I can spend a night quietly listening to music and organizing my books by colour reading. But then, I’ll pick myself back up and get out there. I will make a batch of my favourite pasta, keep myself busy, go out with my girl friends, laugh, and be present. I will live.

How are you keeping busy this weekend?

i’d like to thank my mom & i wish for world peace

Writing brings me a lot of peace and satisfaction. I’m relatively new to the blogosphere and I’m really grateful that some people have discovered my story. Especially the 2 bloggers who nominated me for these little tokens. And Elly, who also nominated me and I didn’t realize was following, but probably didn’t know I’ve been loving her blog for quite some time too.

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These badges mean that I must
a) Link back to those who nominated me
b) Tell you 7 things about me
c) Nominate a bunch of other great bloggers

And so…

1. I believe everything happens for a reason.

2. I eat chocolate everyday.


3. I have a weakness for sequins. I want them. All of them.

4. I want to marry Jason Segel. I just feel like we’d get along, and that he’d like hanging out with me too.


5. I hate diet-talk with a fervent passion I usually reserve only for paper cuts, Nickelback, and my father.

6. I’m on the market for a pet hedgehog.


7. I love reading and I love poetry. Good books and poems can be better company than some people.

8. My sister and my mom are my best friends.


You may have noticed those were eight things about me, but seven is a horribly uneven, prime number and eight is just better.

To keep the chain going, I recommend 13 blogs that I can’t get enough of. I read these blogs all the time and you should too:

My fellow Torontonian, Jen, with whom I seem to have a lot in common and fights the good fight – Little Love Life

Rachel, who is always forward moving, full of positivity and gratitude – Palate For Life

My brave and brilliant cousin, who just started a blog of her own – Chronically Real

The beautifully written blog, and the girl who has offered me lots of kindness and encouragement – The Breakfast Diaries

One of the bloggers who’s words spoke to me long before I started blogging, and who’s inspiration I’m more grateful for than she knows – Learning To Listen And Trust

The sweet-as-honey, Andy, who’s blog reads like a poem and is full of light – Baby Steps; Serendipitous Mornings

This positive blog by CJ, that inspired me during a time in my life when not much could – Healthy Happy Whole

This girl’s spirit and positive perspective, who’s strength and musings are totally inspiring – One Girl Army Strong

Karina, whom I’ve been following before I started a blog of my own, and has given me motivation and the ability to have a laugh at myself – Like Some Cat From Japan

The strong girl who brings positivity to a movement that often doesn’t keep a hopeful spirit – Mind Running Wild

The girl behind the camera, who posts gorgeous photos and whom I’d love to learn more about – Smiles Can Be Catching

One of the bloggers who inspired me to get started, Elise, and who has a healthy perspective on all kinds of things – Hungry Hungry Hippie

This blog that I keep finding myself reading, with really awesome pictures and ideas – These Things Are Fun