Monday
Jun112018
Pondering: The Small Things
Monday, June 11, 2018 at 3:39 PM The small things. A grain of sand. Bumblebee wing. Baby’s laugh. Child’s tear. Are they so small, really?
live it to give it is all about love and connection. Being authentic. Living our lives and sharing it with others. Life is messy and so is this blog. Somedays my organized coach self shows up. Other days it's my vulnerable author. There's a mom that lives inside me alongside a wife, friend, creative muse, ponderer extraordinaire, and multitude of others. I'll introduce you to people who inspire me and offer a peek into my world that very likely intersects with your world. In other words, I will share life in its full, glorious mess with you. I'm honored you're here and I hope you'll come back soon!! Cheers! Kayce
Entries in Presence (29)
Monday, June 11, 2018 at 3:39 PM Wednesday
Apr252018
Soul Strolling in San Diego
Wednesday, April 25, 2018 at 11:46 AM Travel is a portal into new and old worlds. We remember ourselves (past, present, future) when we cross thresholds into the unknown. Getting lost in order to be found. Strolling to encounter our soul.
tagged Personal Reflection, Presence, Soul, Travel
Personal Reflection, Presence, Soul, Travel Wednesday
Mar142018
The Space that is Everywhere.
Wednesday, March 14, 2018 at 11:00 AM My knee taps against the kitchen cupboard while I write. Aslan my cat stirs his food. A truck rumbles past, then silence returns. I am here now. Here in this space that is everywhere, that contains each mile I’ve traveled and every tear I’ve shed.
Wednesday
Mar152017
Writing as Asana: I get to be Me
Wednesday, March 15, 2017 at 12:30 PM What does it take to be yourself in this world? What is your courageous act? What does it mean for you to be you? On this day, my courageous act is to sit and write in the midst of an active yoga class.
tagged Practice, Presence, Vulnerability, Yoga
Practice, Presence, Vulnerability, Yoga Sunday
Mar272016
Playing with Prompts ~ #music
Sunday, March 27, 2016 at 8:58 AM “Music expresses that which cannot be said and what is impossible to keep silent.” Unknown