April Flowers and Full Moon Panic Attacks

So far April has been just a continuation of the March madness – intensified a bit, in both “safety measures” and with my anxiety.Our “orders” here in Tulsa are still pretty much the same, which remain fairly loose, but stores have increased their social distancing precautions and procedures.As in setting up designated entry ways and…

Working Through Strange Times: Emotions, Uncertainties & Life Goals

The Coronavirus. Everyone is talking about it. It’s the favorite topic of news and social media, and the panicked motivation behind the toilet paper craze. A pandemic that has “taken over the world” in every sense of the phrase. We’ve seen a dumbfounding amount of ridiculous behavior resulting from this “unprecedented event”, and it’s been…

Spring is in the Air: Garden, Projects & Nature Walks

Warmer weather has arrived and I’m glad it’s here.
I’ve got breezy spring weather, breezy spring attire, and breezy blonde hair on the brain.
Just kidding, I don’t really want to be BLONDE-blonde again, I’ve just been in the mood to lighten and freshen up for the new season. Bring out natural highlights and whatnot.
So I’ve started doing chamomile tea rinses and sprays, and maybe by summer I’ll look a tad bit like a sun-kissed goddess.

Friday the 13th Full Harvest Moon

The only thing that sounds more magickal and spookier than a full moon on a Friday the 13th…is a full moon on Friday the 13th in October. But a full Harvest Moon in September is quite enchanting in its own right and it’s no surprise this eerie lunar event made headlines. My Friday the 13th…

September at the Fens

Fall isn’t officially here yet and the weather keeps reminding us of that lovely little fact. But before the 90-degree weather settled in for the day, my sister and I took a little trip this morning to the park by where I work. I call this place “The Fens” because of the marshy pond that…

The Name of My Affliction

It was something I was used to doing every year – visiting my grandparents’ grave. It’s been an annual family tradition of ours to each year visit the veterans’ cemetery and have a picnic lunch afterwards. The “afterwards” has always been my favorite part, because, although I never wanted to seem disrespectful or uncaring, I…