Sunday is.

A metaphor for your Sunday, and mine too. Here's to the binding up of the week. And tomorrow, Monday oh Monday, the start of a new volume. Fresh. Blank pages. Ready to be filled. What will be written on yours?

Photo via Pinterest with graphics added by me.

Leaping from pond to sea

What is it about change? What is it that excites us to the core yet makes us anxious and wanting to burry our entire being under our covers--both literally and metaphorically (oh wait, is that just me?) Change and risk never come to easy, but isn't it so true -- we cannot be afraid of change, because holding onto something that is good for you now, may be the very reason why you don't have something better.

Truth echoes, friends. Lately, I am consistently finding myself confronted with a need for change. A pulling on my heart strings. Do you feel that too? Are you listening, taking a leap out of your pond, or are you holding onto something that may be keeping you back from something better?

Since December I've felt this pulling. This constant knocking. On my heart, my mind, my creative self as a whole. I am excited to say that I have chosen to listen. I am leaping out into a new sea or ocean that I don't know about yet. At the end of this week I will be moving to part-time from my full-time job. Part-time so that I can venture into design, writing, and exploring what is innately me. 

If you have been reading along here at ppp for awhile (which, by the way, ppp is almost one year old!), you know that I am a Creative at heart. I tend to thrive most, and am happiest, when I can use my hands to make and write. Going part-time is a risk. Finacially, in a discipline sense, and it is completely outside of my comfort--my pond. But I have to know, what is that something better that is out there just waiting for me to find it?

photo & graphics by me.

On books and taking time.

To be a better writer, thinker, and leader, reading is simply essential. A goal of mine is to read all of the books that sit on my bookshelf that have either been half read or untouched since the day they arrived in my home, by next year. And yes, if I am completely honest, there are a lot that stack up in this category. This goal has come and gone and come back again, but this time I am taking it seriously.  Life in the past has seemed to steal away moments where I could curl up with a good book. Lack of discipline and complacency have been the culprit more often than not. How am I not going to let this happen anymore?-- always have a book with me. There are so many little moments throughout the day where I could sit and read while waiting for whatever it is I'm waiting for. Reading turns on my creative gears and brings out the best person in me. Just like water and exercise, reading is a key ingredient to life. Is it funny that I get excited about setting aside a full hour to just read tomorrow morning? What are your thoughts on books and taking time to be still and just read?

He is Risen

graphic made by Lauren Tien