It’s easy to fail. In putting myself out there in life…inevitably I trip up and I fall flat on my face. Sometimes I don’t even realize what I have said or done…or not said or not done, until later. Then regret churns within me. I let my focus return again…and again to that place of…
slice of life
I’m standing here in my kitchen, listening to the sound of my paring knife slicing through a crisp apple. “Scheeeoomph! thud. Scheeeoomph! thud.” Laying out pale, juicy wedges, rimmed in a blush of red across the cutting board. The fruity scent…tangy, honey-like, and clean rises like a cool morning breeze, refreshing my mind. The color…
get real…
There’s nothing as scary or risky as getting real. Like jumping off the crazy, busy bus and totally being honest with who you are. I’m not talking about being deep or intense, I’m just talking–getting real. Being who you really are, right there, whether you’re alone or you’re face-to-face with other people. Being real can…
mari mayborn 