What Does It Feel Like To Be You?

Do you ever wonder what it would feel like if you led a different life? If you wore different kinds of shoes and had a different head of hair and took different pictures with your iPhone. You might live in another house with another set of kids and another set of problems.

The green-eyed monster knows where I live and sometimes she visits me. I see your Instagram feed and I read your blogs and I see the colors in your home. And I'm jealous. Not because I don't love my life, but because I love your life, too.

I want my life but I want it to have elements of your life. I want to travel to exotic locations and eat pretty food and connect with cool people. I want to exist in an artist's haze where every moment feeds my art and my art feeds my family.

But I have no choice. I can only be me. And so I am the best me I can be. I don't lose myself in your life anymore. (Ok, sometimes.) I don't want what you have. (Ok, sometimes.) I want what I have. (Always.)

Sometimes, when I open my eyes really wide and I see the pure white walls of my home and the miniature people who run away from and back to me and the light that filters through the windows into our protected pocket of earth, I remember what it was like to be a child. Those moments are fleeting and untenable and perfect.

We were born perfect, but when we grow up, we forget. We forget that even the struggle exists for us.

I want to see the universe through your eyes, but I will settle on seeing the universe through my eyes--opened just a bit wider than yesterday.

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It's June and I am

Inspired by Alisha Sommer's "Currently I am ..." post.

Listening … to Skyla's voice as she finds it, her breath as it moves through her body, pliable and pure.

Eating … like a goddess and letting food love me back.

Drinking … homemade americanos, and many glasses of water.

Wearing … my torn up TOMS because I just can't quit 'em, they make the earth feel soft under my feet.

Wanting … to take more of my beloved barre classes because this energy, nor the subsequent endorphins, cannot be replicated at home.

Dreaming ... about traveling, publishing novels, going deeper.

Needing … time, sleep, and a tan.

Thinking … about opening as I participate in another session of Liberated Lines. The theme of OPEN feels different than the last session on LOVE.

Feeling … like I could spend every spare moment reading and writing, and there would still be more books to read and more words to write.

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Share Your Spring Walks

The earth is absolutely exquisite right now. Ceilings of cherry blossoms. Blankets of wildflowers. Rows and rows of tulips. Eruptions of color and life and light.

Have you been opening your eyes to it? I love how Instagram helps us notice the beauty, and make the beauty our own by adding filters and words.

Sometimes all it takes to clear the mind, inspire creativity and increase productivity is a spring walk. Fresh air, fresh flowers, fresh perspective.

Are you taking spring walks?

If you use Instagram, hashtag your #springwalks and tag me @lucilleinthesky so I can follow you and we can share in the season of rebirth.

I want to know: what does your corner of the planet look like right now?

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