how to build intentional practices for well-being, creative focus, & discipline
how to sleep early despite being at the mercy of a self-imposed, flexible schedule, the creative muses, the tango gods, and a nocturnally inclined, musician boyfriend
This is my list of 13 nourishing practices I keep coming back to everyday and every week, no matter where I am on the emotional spectrum.
Lately, I've been thinking a lot about the power of words to influence my thoughts and feelings, and the overall energy I bring into my life. I decided to make my own meditation book by hand, with only what I had lying around…
It's been one year since I started painting a circle a day to document how I feel. Here are seven things I've learned from painting 365 moons.
on designing an addictive environment for artistic pursuits
Why and how I strived to break the wake up-check phone impulse, and created more mindful, focused mornings. This rule has made the biggest difference in my productivity and wellbeing.
On days when I’m feeling overwhelmed or derailed by unexpected events, I feel this incredible urge to vegetate. As in: chuck my to do lists out the window and just binge-watch Netflix and eat fruit snacks. Instead, I’ve learned to quiet the all-or-nothing voices in my head, and settle for a little less.
I started experimenting with building a morning routine in January 2015. It’s been nine months, and I can’t tell you how much it has drastically changed my life. Seriously. I’m dumbstruck if I really take the time to think about it, but that’s the beauty of a routine. You don’t think about it. In truth, my morning routine has fundamentally made me a much happier, more peaceful, productive, and mindful person.
I always feel so guilty about my creative life; how I plan, plot, and organize elaborate schemes or productivity tricks, how I spend hours meticulously lining up my schedule, assigning myself chunks of time to write, design, or do creative projects, and I would just… never do it. Or only do 30% of it. I’ll vow to write 15 hours a week, and only actually write 5. It makes me feel pretty crappy about my lack of discipline and self-worth. How can I be a writer if I never write? An artist that never makes art? A designer that just twiddles her fingers and waters her potted plants to pass the time?