1/16: the space to explore all parts of myself, however contradictory and assumptive.
1/17: blasting Taylor Swift on the way to work. She just gets me.
1/18: being a community-builder in my own subtle ways.
1/19: the conviction to stray from the well-worn path and attempt trodding down the nonexistent one.
1/20: an old essay that snuck its way into my heart and head again.
1/21: Creating vision boards with the guidance and virtual camaraderie of some dear friends.
1/22: When courage meets you at the exact time that you need it most.
1/23: How patience is sometimes the ultimate gift, especially as someone who struggles to practice it.
1/24: Brené Brown’s most recent essay.
1/25: Writing this retrospectively and trying to remember what I was grateful for on this specific day before realizing that it ultimately doesn’t matter because I’ve now done this gratitude journal for over seven months which is approximately 225 sentences of gratitude and countless joyful memories to look back on.
1/26: When a red lip delivers a confidence boost! (Taylor Swift might be to blame).
1/27: A really beautiful excursion to several abandoned missions in Tucson, AZ.
1/28: The Chiefs’ win. Yes, I’m a band wagon fan. Can someone get me a NFL (Taylor’s Version) sweatshirt? Thanks in advance.
1/29: Leaving work early enough to catch the sun setting.
1/30: When goodbyes are immediately punctuated by exciting hellos.
1/31: Elizabeth Gilbert’s Big Magic. This book has found me at the exact right time. And if you are in the San Diego area, Gilbert herself will be at the Balboa Theatre on Feb 22nd. Needless to say, I will be in attendance.
Until next time,
Kiera