101 days on this beautiful roller coaster! The past few weeks have felt more like continually falling into a dark well, but somehow, I’ve stopped falling for the time being. Mondays are always recording day for me. I record vocal warmups for my program called Raise Your Virtual Voice, and I work through any technical website issues that go along with that. It usually turns … Continue reading Day 101/365.
Hello friends! I just noticed it has been a few months since my last post. I am going through a lot of changes in my life. All are good, I promise! But my world is sort of turned upside-down in the meantime. There’s so much exciting opportunity on the horizon, but I’m afraid I might be stuck in the trenches right now. My little Pixy-Kitchen … Continue reading ch-ch-changes…
This Lent has turned into something completely different than when I started over a week ago. I love it when you make plans to be diligent, and then God decides to take you for a ride down a much deeper, more poignant path. That is, if you let God do such crazy things. Here’s basically what happened: I started the Lenten Fast with the intention … Continue reading next stop: self-love.
Good morning! And happy Lent! Oh wait…that’s not right. This is supposed to be a solemn time. Okay, well happy Wednesday! And happy 1st day of no sugar! This is just a tiny little Pixy-reminder to eat a healthy breakfast! I’ll just leave this bright, cheery plate right here… Those are eggs fried in just a touch of coconut oil, two handfuls of organic baby … Continue reading DAY 1: distractions.
I set my alarm for 6am this rainy Saturday morning because I wanted to spend a little time blogging some honest thoughts. Here goes… A good friend of mine has died at the precious young age of 61. He was a beacon of sweet light in the Kansas City music world, and his funeral is today. Another funeral today belongs to the 20 year-old son … Continue reading time for a change.
I’m one of those people who really struggles with the kinds of emotions that I would never, ever want to burden anyone else with. Sorry to my English-teacher sister for the dangling participle, but it’s true. The only person who really sees the depths of darkness and frustration is the Hub, and he really didn’t ask for that privilege. My mom gets a little bit … Continue reading confession: anger journal.