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SPRING FITNESS CHALLENGE: Week 3 Goals

April 18, 2011

Our theme this week is: INTENSITY. Once again, I got up as the sun was rising this morning for my A.M. Power Walk. It felt great! It was chilly, but it’s definitely Springtime. Everything is budding & blooming. There are splashes of yellow, pink, & purple in the grass & on the trees. Such a…

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SPRING FITNESS CHALLENGE: Week 2 Wrap-Up

April 14, 2011

Week 2 Challenge Theme: DETERMINATION. Morning Power Walk Today, I woke up earlier than usual at 6:00 a.m. It felt heavenly to wake just as the sun was rising. I got up early because today was the day that I started power-walking! I’ve been wanting to start since the beginning of the challenge, but bad…

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  • On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me a partridge in a pear tree. ❤️🌲💫 // magic: @erinwitkowskiphoto
  • Roman James, Christmas 2013 ❤️ • Sometimes it's hard to believe that he was ever this little... life is like a dream, fluid and changing and you can't quite grasp anything. The moment you think you've got a hold on anything it seems to turn into sand and slips through your fingers. So just let go, enjoy the ride, cherish the moments while they're here, and take nothing for granted.
  • “Stay close to people who feel like sunshine.” 💛☀️💫✨ // 📸: @erinwitkowskiphoto
  • All of the magic. ✨
  • How were they this little? How were they this sweet? Want to make me cry on a dime? Show me this picture. Every damned time. 🖤🎃
  • “The Guest House”

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond. —Rumi
  • I made a blog post the other day all about autumn and I was searching through old posts looking for fall pictures. I found a bunch of golden ones from Halloween’s past. I’ll share a couple of my favorites here over the next few days. This one is probably my all-time favorite. I can’t believe how little all of my loves were here. I remember this day like it was yesterday. Precious in every way. 🍁🍂✨ #childhoodunplugged #childhoodlove
  • On our second day in Ireland, we visited the village of Kilkenny which is a beautiful little college town built around an ancient castle—Kilkenny Castle. We wandered the shops, took photographs outside the castle and had a lovely lunch at @leftbank_kk. It was such a special day. On our ride into town we passed this house with their gorgeous hydrangea bush in front. Gratefully my sister was ever-patient with my need to work backwards to find the things that caught my eye & let me take a million photographs. ✨
  • There was this stretch of time in my mid-twenties that I called “The Golden Period” because life felt so beautiful. My days and nights were warm and dreamy and magic. It was as though everything was coated with sugar and gold-dust. I remember living through that time and wishing that those days would never end.
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But of course one day they did end, and in the years that came next–those warm, dreamy days became a distant memory.
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Nearly 7 years would come and pass after that. I won’t call those years a period of darkness because, my God, there was so much light. But it was hard and it was heavy. Through most of it, I felt like it was too much to bear and I was always buckling under the weight of it. I pressed through it, as one does. And one day the heaviness became lighter, and one day I found myself looking at photographs and thinking, this is golden–the golden has come back to me after all.
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And these days, they are filled with so much love and so much gold that most moments my heart feels like it will explode for the gratitude. These days there are adventures and sunlight and the colors of the world are rich and saturated again, like an oil painting. The feeling of hope rises up in the air like bubbles blown softly from a wand, riding on the wind, up and up and up. And where the scars are, now there are soft hands and whispers that it will all be okay. When the nightmares come, there is something to reach out and hold onto and ride out the storm. My own arms carry me when I am afraid, and in learning how to trust and love myself, I have also learned how to open my heart again.
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It is only when we trust in the strength of our own arms enough, that we can be brave enough to truly fall at all. 🌙
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