(me, post birth- raw and changed)
sometimes i get a little clicky and start looking around the interwebs for inspiration. the blogs i generally read involve crafting, motherhood, living lightly on the earth, nomadic living, raw foods, and food in general. i go through these spurts where i'll really immerse myself in the journeys of others and get inspired and start making my own adventures. and then other times, i find myself clicking and clicking and not finding exactly what i want, and then i'll walk away from my computer experience feeling drained and less creative than when i started out.
and then it hit me- hit me like a ton of bricks- just be the blog that you want to read.
go out and create what you need for yourself.
sounds simple, but it really seemed life changing at the moment.
want to read about something awesome? how about instead you turn off the computer and actually go do it yourself? duh, nina!
lightbulb moment.
in other news, i'm in recovery mode from one of the most life changing experiences of my life, the birth of some of my best friends' baby. although i've been blessed to witness the journey of many babes into this world, there was something very cathartic about this particular birth that i've yet to put my finger on. maybe it was the length- and the skipping of a full night sleep- or the general deprivation that my body went through (call it the 'doula diet' if you will)- or the raw beauty of what it takes to bring a baby into the world, but i knew walking away from the experience that i will never be the same. there was something so enriching about seeing this particular babe being born (i'm auntie nina beana!) that i can't write about it articulately at this point. all i know is this: i am eternally grateful to be part of this charmed life.



