Musings of a Mum: 4 Months Old
October 30, 2012
October 30, 2012 Candace Morris 2 Comments
Where once I was petrified of losing who I was before I had a baby, now I realize how ill-equipped that version of me would be for such a life. She would be supremely unhappy. To not evolve into this new way of life would be so dangerous for my personal growth. I think once I realized that I didn't have to fear this new identity, I began to enjoy it.
9am: Wake/Feed/Change/Activity Time
Blog Anniversary 5
October 26, 2012
October 26, 2012 Candace Morris 4 Comments
Today marks the year 5 anniversary of this little writing space of mine. Thanks for being here with me. When I started blogging, I never really imagined it would become such a cornerstone of my life. I come to rely on it for my sanity. Through it, I have embraced myself as a person, a photographer, an artist, a writer, and a friend. It's opened up my introverted self to many online friends, several of whom I now consider some of my very best girls. There's a lot of drama with bloggers, but I have to say that this blog has been one of the best things in my life. I'm full of gratitude today.
I've spent some of today going through my favorite posts (see button on sidebar), and remarking on how satisfied I am that I do this. While I am an entirely new me, it is also comforting to know that I am essentially the same at heart. I still want a life of quiet meditation, fireside chats, fall colors, red wine, and Victorian sensibilities (minus the whole oppression of females thing). I wanted that 5 years ago. These things I want are the very things I give myself.
Happy Anniversary, Musings. Here's to five more.
On the problem of problem-solving
October 19, 2012
October 19, 2012 Candace Morris 1 Comments
Baby girl, we will learn to walk together.
Back to Work
October 15, 2012
October 15, 2012 Candace Morris 7 Comments
Autumn, the Muse, and Over-cooked Eggs
October 13, 2012
October 13, 2012 Candace Morris 1 Comments
I wish you could enjoy this moment with us. Yo-Yo Ma plays Bach in the parlor, I sit cuddled in Joel's large sweater perusing beautiful photography on Flickr, the best wind makes the leaves dance and I ache to feel that brisk air on my face. I think I'll go on a photo walk. Joel is trying to finish his MA, so our house is emanating this quiet, academic study as he reads and works on a paper. I have thoughts too.
Confession. I don't feel awesomely proud about almost anything I've written, including most of the poems I self-published last year. In fact, you know how you read an old diary entry from grade 5 wherein you swear your undying affection for Craig, despite his liking Missy instead? And you know how your gushing, maudlin writing makes you cringe with embarrassment?
I have a mute muse.
Of course it is.
Is your Saturday bustling with chores and social plans? Are you feeling restless for want of plans? Are you out hiking or grocery shopping? Are you snuggled in with cups of coffee and Downton Abbey?
May it bring you what it is supposed to bring you, this day.
And may you respond with awareness and gracious self-forgiveness.
For the love of that ONE photo.
It took this:
October 11, 2012
October 11, 2012 Candace Morris 3 Comments
Good Friday to You
October 05, 2012
October 05, 2012 Candace Morris 3 Comments
Bonjour & welcome
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