Thought Salad

Tag: purpose

  • Project 333 and Me

    Project 333 and Me

    I think I’m going to do this. I’ve been looking at my house the way a mama cat looks at her young over the last two months- ready to pounce and clean the crap out of it, whether they want it or not. Part of this is my latest fascination with minimalism. An old idea…

  • February 13th

    February 13th

    Another cold week has set into my bones so deeply that this morning, when I went outside to start my car I thought it was warm at first. I went as far to tell my husband that he probably didn’t need to start the car then I checked the temperature and realized warmer to me…

  • February 13th

    February 13th

    Another cold week has set into my bones so deeply that this morning, when I went outside to start my car I thought it was warm at first. I went as far to tell my husband that he probably didn’t need to start the car then I checked the temperature and realized warmer to me…

  • Acceptance

    Acceptance

    Driving to work this morning I was struck by the simple beauty of the sunrise. I never seem able to capture the beauty, either in pictures or in words and for that I feel simultaneously sad and and all odds by what nature can provide. For some reason, that inability cause me to think about…

  • January 31st Present

    January 31st Present

    I left my jacket in the car this afternoon when I returned to work. It felt strange, on the last day of what is traditionally the coldest month To be walking outside in a three-quarter length jacket and tank top, and yet I did. On my drive later that same day, the brown of last…

  • Disquietude

    Disquietude

    It sits on my chest purring with pleasure I’m not sure how huge it is but it feels beyond measure perhaps it’s imagination making it seem bigger each day or perhaps it’s because there’s more in my way It’s becoming a friend Although not a great one it’s bigger at bad times but also there…

  • Blue moon Monday

    Blue moon Monday

    They say it’s Blue Monday, the saddest day of the year. My eyes have been dragging all day long; I wonder if it could have something to do with that. More than likely it’s related to my lack of sleep over the past few nights. I should’ve slept, there was no reason why not, but…

  • Blue moon Monday

    Blue moon Monday

    They say it’s Blue Monday, the saddest day of the year. My eyes have been dragging all day long; I wonder if it could have something to do with that. More than likely it’s related to my lack of sleep over the past few nights. I should’ve slept, there was no reason why not, but…

  • On the precipice of sleep

    On the precipice of sleep

    Gentle exhales greet my ears; Whistles, grunts, and snores. Above and beside me, The sounds of life abound From the children I adore Although the day was full, A break from stress and toil, It is the simple things which most Ease the weary soul I close my eyes and drift away, Listening as life’s…

  • On the precipice of sleep

    On the precipice of sleep

    Gentle exhales greet my ears; Whistles, grunts, and snores. Above and beside me, The sounds of life abound From the children I adore Although the day was full, A break from stress and toil, It is the simple things which most Ease the weary soul I close my eyes and drift away, Listening as life’s…