In a recent conversation, my mother used a phrase I never expected from her. She expressed to me that she witnessed the "soul work" I have been doing lately. Yup.
Related to this in its own quirky way, I'd like to suggest something for you to watch -- even if it's just one episode out of the entire series.
It's new, on Netflix, called "Wanderlust." The specific episode is Episode 5, which is primarily a scene between the main character, Joy (played by Toni Collette), and her therapist, Angela (played by Sophie Okonedo). The premise of the series is that a married couple feeling the loss of desire in the relationship embarks on an unconventional "open marriage" to rekindle the flames.
Along the way, the couple uncovers a ton of grief and complexity that must now be addressed. A lot of this relates to the many ways we seek and create chaos. Or, we internalize it when it is imposed upon us. I am mentioning this episode, because it resonates on many levels for me, and since this is a period of hard work in many areas, I'll take the motivation for deeper "soul work" wherever I can find it. Especially if it motivates me to examine my own actions, reactions, grief, and its many complicated manifestations. Perhaps you might do the same.
Episode 5. Yes. I love you, be well. ☮❤️ @tamar.salibian #Home#HomeIsWhereYouAre#SelfCare#SelfLove#SelfWorth#Therapy#Mindfulness#Yoga#YogaAdjacent#DIY#SoulWork#FuturePhD#Empath#Fitness#HighlySensitive#FitFam#EmotionalFitness#DoTheWork#Yes#Boundaries#Wanderlust#Television#ToniCollette#SophieOkonedo
One thing we love about our lifestyle is having the ability to stop in and see #family , even for a brief moment. This is our nephew Tristin and seeing him and his parents was a treat... it’s been awhile and his personality sure has grown, he has lots to say and we love it!
Today we picked up the the Twitches movies from @target for $5 each & the girls are glued!!
This momma has worked 5 nights in a row every week for the past 6 weeks (which is WAY MORE than I asked for/ am used to since becoming a mom)
So I’m exhausted but also I miss the movies at night and snuggling them in the evenings, so we did it earlier before I went to work.
FRIYAY 🎉 The feeling I get when my hubby is finally home after being away from a long business trip! The kids and I couldn’t be more excited for a weekend full of family fun 👩👩👧👦👼🏼 @csaliba80 .
On the agenda? @tavesfarms to pick our pumpkins @artknapp for the #artknappfunland and of course, a visit (or 2 😉) to our friends over @cactusclub_coquitlam .
What’s on your weekend agenda?? 💫
This week I had a creative meeting and was asked, “what does home mean to you?” I was at a loss for words. I’m used to being the one asking that I haven’t really given it much thought. Home to me is the intangible feeling of belonging, a safe space to be honest, and accepted. For some, home is a warm bed and family. For others, home can be wherever their pets are.
What does home mean to you?
Today Chloe had her first ever school picture day 😭😭 I was nervous to see how she’d smile but so so happy when I saw the final products! Check my story the toughest decision I’ll ever have to make- which picture to pick! #wishmeluck#growingsofast
I once saw one of @dirtyyetsoclean school pictures and cried 😂😂 (because I was sad) lolol
I LOVE seeing people's style develop on their macramé journey! This piece created by Danni @bohobunts just blows my mind! So unique and gorgeous 🙌❤️ Danni was one of my first students and I'm just so proud of how beautiful her work is 🙌❤️ this is her gorgeous mumma in the pic:) she's used my 5mm natural string to create this piece ❤️ #Repost @bohobunts with @get_repost
I called this “Home is where you are” I gave this to my mum today for her 60th birthday. It has knots that represents my mum and dad us 5 kids and 4 grandchildren. Happy birthday mum you deserve it. I went all natural for this one using many different types of size rope. I used the 5mm lux natural cotton from @jac.home.heart for all the fringes #bohowallhanging#fiberart#wallhanging#macrame#bohodecor#homeiswhereyouare#bohobunts#happybirthdaymum#lifebeginsat60#macramemovement#bohostyle#makersgonnamake
This is 1505 Fairfax Lane, my childhood home. I’ve missed it every day since I moved out in January 2013 and always looked forward to going back and visiting. I had no idea that only 3 years after I moved, my parents would also move. (Jess had also left by then and was about to be living with me in New York).
I didn’t believe my mom when she told me they were moving. It didn’t seem real. And while experiencing what would be (and remains) a long, emotional process of acceptance, it never really felt real. On our trip back this past weekend, Jess and I both nearly missed turns because we forgot we were staying in a hotel. And when we visited the cul-de-sac, it felt like we could easily walk right back inside as if nothing had changed.
The house looks pretty much the same- a few changes here and there. We were planning to go up and knock on the door but it didn’t look like anyone was home when we got there. After photographing and filming our neighborhood, we ran out of time and didn’t get another chance. We thought the intimidating act of going up and meeting the new tenants would be a major moment of the trip, but in the vast scheme of things, it ended up not being important at all. It’s not our house anymore, which is weird, but okay.
Ironically, everything meaningful that happened on the trip had little to do with the house itself and more to do with the people we saw and new memories we made. There are many lessons the protagonist in my book has to learn, but this is one I think I had to experience firsthand in order to write. Home can be just a place or it can be the people you surround yourself with in that place.
We will always miss the house, but the real home we came back to was built by the many heartwarming friends, teachers, and family members who have always been a positive influence in our lives and graciously took the time to see us while we were in town. Each and every one of them is a gift to the world, to me, to my family, and now to the book I’m writing. My gratitude is quite simply overflowing.
This phrase comes from one of my favorite One Direction songs of the same name. It’s also the caption of the picture I posted the day my parents moved out of our childhood house.
I can’t help but acknowledge the irony of life imitating art and art imitating life. The contemporary novel I’ve been writing for nearly 3 years centers around a character who goes back to his hometown in order to move on with his future. The story is autobiographical in nature but also its own fictional entity. I had no idea how much my October trip back to Illinois for my 10-year reunion would influence this novel-in-progress.
Over the next few days, I look forward to sharing pictures, stories, & insights from the trip that made it one of the best @jessi_conrad and I have ever had [even though my stories likely made it very clear what we were up to to those of you who saw them.] It was so special and heartwarming and inspirational and perfect and I owe it the thorough reflection time it deserves.
My documentation of the trip couldn’t even be as thorough as I originally wanted due to my being fully immersed in each and every conversation we had and person we saw. But I did my best, and the posts that follow aim to share glimpses of the moments we experienced as well as insight into how they affected the book.
The idea of “home” and what that means has been on my mind for more than a few years now. One trip back to Bartlett gave me many of the answers I needed. Hence this reminder to all of us that home is the best place to belong, and we must never forget it.
I’ve been restless about where my home is for years. A big piece of that is that I am so keenly aware that this earth will never compare to my eternal home - where so many people I love are currently celebrating.
But there are more stirrings.
When you fall in love, you carry that person in your heart. I am still head over heels for the tall piano guy from WRSP 289. I carry him in my heart and he is home to me.
We listened to all things Dave Barnes when we were walking through the brisk Autumn winds of Virginia, falling in love to the sound of crunching leaves. One of the lines in one of his love songs always made me a bit teary - “wherever you are is home.”
I love my parents’ home. It was the safest place in the world for me.
I wrote all the time in my childhood bedroom on my purple bedspread.
We had long, hard but safe discussions.
We sobbed together on my bedroom floor when the worst things happened.
I played and sang along with every growing pain I experienced.
I wrote my first song.
I was believed in at home. I was challenged at home. I was loved at my worst and my best at home.
The essence of “home” is not in walls, bedspreads, couches or even family tables. When I left my parents house, I didn’t pull the ripcord and leave behind everything that made me who I was. If anything when I left home I came back home in my heart.
I have carried my childhood home into my home with Carson. For the good and the bad. The expectations I never realized I had. The traditions that I cherish. This essence of home that I chase in every new house we live in.
Whenever Carson and I go out of town I am always surprised to realize how “at home” I am.
This man that I’ve made a holy covenant with, he is home to me. My childhood house is not what feels like home, it’s the people that fill it and whenever they are there - it feels like home.
“Wherever you are is home”. Feeling at home even sitting here by myself. I carry my people in heaven, my covenant love, my children, my parents, my siblings - I carry these people in my heart. Home is wherever they are and I carry them in my heart.
When I first saw you I knew we were in for an adventure.
Five years ago today this little boy was born two months earlier than planned. From the beginning he was a fighter and stronger than I ever could have imagined.
I will forever hold a special place in my heart for my “little” boy. He made me a mommy and changed my life forever.
Parenting him can be a challenge for sure. To all the parents of strong willed children I feel your pain. He is stubborn and so observant it’s hard to get things by him. He can try my patience like no other and he knows it.
But he is also kind and sentimental about people and things. He has such a strong imagination and a very big heart. You can always count on a random I love you from this one.
This right here is my reward for getting up each day and sometimes just making it through the day. Getting to watch our kids grow and play and discover who they are is a gift. I love getting to experience another birthday and another year of him finding his place in the world.
Hold him a little longer,
Rock him a little more.
Read him another story,
You’ve only read him four.
Let him sleep on your shoulder
Rejoice in his happy smile,
He is only a little boy for such a little while.
Happy 5th Birthday baby boy!
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Today is a good day! Jaxon and I can now begin our new chapter and settle in to our new house by Christmas. I have alot to be thankful for but I have to say without the opportunity @colin_hardgrind and @richard_abandonship gave me earlier in this year Im not sure where id be. So boys... here's to you guys 🥃 the whiskies are on me. #newchapter#homeiswhereyouare#fatherandson#thankful#love#newhome#home#autumn
Exotic Morsels while roaming🥟🌮🍢
What I live for 🙏🏼 I’ve sampled grilled corn from opposite sides of the world, but hands down the corn in Oaxaca, Mexico is the best! Dripping in mayo + chilli sauce I could devour them all day.. .
Flash back to sampling the treats in Istanbul earlier this year. Take me back to Turkish delight + creamy gelato 🍦
What’s your fav street food? 🌍 🤔
Our joy doesn’t spring from Jesus giving us what we want but Jesus being what we want - John Bloom Wednesday truth bomb for ya! I’ve had a few days of just feeling low. I know that’s probably normal being in a new place and feeling alone with the girls while Daniel is at work. I have found myself trying to find ways to FILL my day in order to find happiness. This morning the song “Just give me Jesus” came on reminding me that Jesus is exactly what I need to find peace in this new season. There is no amount of shopping, hair cuts, nose piercings (I’ve thought about it) or experiences that will fill that hole other than Jesus.
With so many new faces around, I thought I would say hello!.
✨Hi, I’m Autum!! A full time student, stay at home mom, military wife, and born and raised in the PNW. I have a 10 year old daughter who is my best friend, and the light in our lives. I’m married to the most handsome Marine in the world, and my best friend (no, really)! I have known my husband since I was five, and somehow life brought us together later on. It was fate ♥️👵🏼🧓🏼
🍃Our oily journey began in 2015. Throughout my life, and especially when I became a momma in 2008, I wanted products in my home that did not come with warning labels, that were safe for everyone in our family, and the environment too! Insert our oily journey, and I cannot express enough how much Young Living has changed my life..
🌿We switched over to plant-based ingredients, inserted oils, healthier alternatives, family friendly products, and the road to a healthier family began. I could not be more grateful for this lifestyle we have and wouldn’t change a thing!