Blog Category ➢ Behind the Business (Elle’s Stories)
Creativity, Art, Your BEING here is a bridge: between the “unseen” and “seen”. Between the idea and the novel. Between your intuition and your next business move. Between inspiration and impact…
I was sipping warm ramen, and laughing with fellow camp counsellors. We were on our evening break - it gave us time to rest, chat, and pontificate about all the things that teens do.
I hoped as long as I chuckled at the right times and said the right things, no one would see my broken heart.
It wasn't the God that they talked about in Sunday School. The stories didn't really make sense to me - and my attention span would move me right out of that classroom and back into the "all" most of the time.
You belong here - just as you are. The things they are saying to you are mean and terrible and I know it hurts so much. Let me be the voice in your heart to remind you right now that you will get through this. I am with you. God is with you. Love is with you and we’ve got you surrounded.
The hardwood floor is wet - somehow there’s a trail from the kids’ bedroom to the bathroom and then to our bedroom door…this is the mystery and magic of having kids isn’t it? Into the tub, a rinse and the laundry is already going - it’s 6:30am.
How we keep our toys simple and create easy clean up with three children ages 18 months, 4 and 8. Three tips to make things easier.
An excerpt from a day of contrasts, beautiful warmth and hard feelings. Ends up the energy of the full moon is aligned with the day. Protests and change. Essential oils I chose to use at this time to sit in this day too. Real family life, essential oils and a full moon ceremony during a thunder storm.
It’s 2020, the Spring we will look back on and remember making the best of our homes, yards and neighbourhoods. The spring we will remember getting to know our neighbours better because we have more time to chat with them. It has become clear that my love of Bridgehead coffee dates was about the people, not the lattes.
This is the spring we will remember wearing masks to get groceries…