- Mallory Manning
I can think of two immediate ways that I tend to deal with stress: shopping and eating.
I also make a ton of coffee runs, plan out DIY projects that stall due to my commitment issues with paint, and bake incessantly.
Ok, so that’s more than two ways.
Hello from the Waterburg Game Preserve, South Africa, where the cool air amplifies the crunch of the dry grass on morning walks. A long stare at the sky puts Johannesburg’s busyness into perspective. Capturing moments, and the surrounding beauty, reminds me of life’s true purpose... gratefulness wells up within that I am here to enjoy it.
- Chantal Wiebe, M.Ed
Truth be told, sometimes I don’t like repeating the same board game three times in a row. Or playing tag in the house. Or building a fort with all the couch cushions and every blanket we own. Sometimes, playing is just not what I’m into at the moment.
Over the past year I’ve been working on building my ‘quick cooking’ repertoire. I love cooking and enjoying intricate meals… meals that take lots of time and love to create. As our schedule has picked up it’s been too easy to think ‘no time for cooking tonight’ and order Thai more often than anyone should (what’s too much, 1? 2? 3 times a week?). I’ve realized the need for quick and simple recipes, ones that are healthy and fresh, and do not come out of a to-go box.
- Jen Wise
Is it August already?
1. Come to terms with the fact that July happened.
2. Travel to my favorite place on earth - stay as long as possible.
3. Swim, boat, swim, sand, water, beach, frisbee, swim, float, paddle, soak it in.
- Adam Lorenz
Life is busy one way or another. Sometimes it’s simply just been a long week and we’re ready for the weekend - that feeling of pages between your fingers or a slight refreshing breeze on your face… and that is the only soundtrack we need. Still, there are other times we need music alongside us, songs that are familiar and actually allow us to engage the present in a manner that simply feeds the soul in those dry times.
- Carissa Woodwyk
Have you ever wondered what it felt like for Adam and Eve to wander and play and cultivate and chat and rest in the Garden of Eden? Naked? I have. And when I imagine what that would be like, it feels so vulnerable, so awkward, so naughty. Seriously...to run around, bend over, stretch, eat, each day, unclothed, feeling comfortable and stellar? Really?