Daily Musings 83 “thinkers & writers”

On this 23rd last day of 2020 I have to give thanks to the specific thinkers and writers of the great books I “read” this year. They were my therapy and c/o the TPL (Toronto Public Library) it was free. They gave me clarity when there was none. They reminded me of the ‘stuff’ I already knew but had either forgotten or been silenced amongst the nonsense that is our world. They opened me up and blew my mind, heart and soul “page by page”, over and over again.

Daily Musings 82 “books”

The statement “2020 was rough.” is an understatement, but it’s the truth. There were times during the year, often social media induced where I felt like I couldn’t think. I didn’t know what to think. I felt a lot, but didn’t know what to do with my feelings. My senses were hyper-aware of everything, so much so I couldn’t process any of it.

Daily Musings 80 “angels

I’ve thought a lot about angels this year. Specifically, I’ve wondered who my angels are. So, while reading Writing Down the Bones: Freeing the Writer Within, the first physical book I’ve picked up to read (children’s books excluded) in almost a year I was quite enthralled when Goldberg asks “Who are your angels?”

Daily Musings 79 “granny”

On this 26th last day of 2020 I am grateful for deep belly laughter with my granny. She isn’t intentionally funny, but it’s rare that I’m around her and don’t laugh. This year gave us more opportunities for laughter together and for that I am thankful. Who (or what) makes you laugh? @12raisins 🍇✨

Daily Musings 78 “simple pleasures”

My little guy has been excited to put up our Christmas tree for at least two weeks now. I couldn’t commit though, not until I’d put away all my shoes. If it weren’t for him they’d probably still be there. His excitement is tangible and it looks like he has lights twinkling in his eyes despite the tree still being in its box. It’s those simple moments of joy, through my little guys eyes that got me through the roller coaster of emotions that has been 2020.