What a week!

It’s been a week, one whirlwind, awesome, challenging- week. 

Amid all the crazy I don’t think of my mental health, which is a nice break. I get into a “get shit done” mode and generally just try and survive until sleep arrives.

Friday for example I worked from 4am until 9:30pm straight through and then went out with friends, cause St.Paddy’s Day arrives but once a year! Next day I committed to volunteering at 8am then worked until 10pm.

The hours are hard, the lack of breathing time exhilarating, the copious amounts of coffee-clearly not healthy.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love it. 

I love the challenge of testing my limits. It’s rewarding to be able to look back and say, “that was entirely too much” but also, “I did that! I survived that!”

It’s not all fun however, despite the outcomes.

My social media makes each 18 hour day seem relatively glamorous. Instagram shows a smiling face; coffee (who can complain about that?!); Twitter is engaging; and Facebook shows happy memories. Snapchat makes light of the hours, and is the only true perspective to the reality, one that only close friends get to see.

I volunteer, work two jobs, manage many volunteer positions in my spare moments, have pets to take care of, and try to gain some semblance of normalcy throughout it all. In all this other elements of my life suffer. 

The pets are cared for less, sleep doesn’t happen, relationships take a hit- far too much goes to the wayside.

So today, as I take the time to focus on #selfcare, finally call my parents back, and “reset my life” I remind you that what you see online isn’t always the reality.

Look beyond what you see on a screen to the reality of a human being.

A smile is easy in front of a flash. 

Take care of yourselves friends ❤


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Oh right, #SelfCare

I forget to take care of myself quite often. I like to help others, I like to keep busy, I fall victim to “hustle culture” all the time. I discuss this in my last blog Selfcare vs. Me, and although I’m bad at taking care of myself I do see the need. The past few weeks I’ve been trying to find ways to make both worlds co-exist and so far it’s been a beautiful journey.

My ambitious self, and my human self living happily together, through selfcare.

Below are a few of my current favourite ways to practice self-care.

  1. Baths- I’ve always been a fan of bubble baths, dim the lights, watch a movie and just relax- A glass of wine does’t hurt either.
  2. Time in Nature- This is new for me. I recently got a car, which makes escaping to where there’s no sidewalks much easier. I’ve loved spending more time observing the world, listening to the rustle of a tree, the tweet of a bird. I took a walk in Point Pleasant Park with the dog the other day, and left my phone at home- it was pure magic.
  3. Good Book- I’m not a reader, I used to be, but unfortunately university has made enjoying reading hard for me. Slowly I’m craving the need to read, in particular in the mornings while I enjoy my cup of coffee. Currently I’m reading Mona Awad’s “13 Ways of Looking at a Fat Girl” which focuses on the realities and struggles of body-image.
  4. Unplug- I’m bad at this, so very very bad, however when I do succeed at turning off my technologies I do love the sensation. It’s freeing and enthralling all at once.
  5. Fancy Coffee- I’m a big coffee fan-we get along like peanut butter and jelly, but sometimes my regular cup of joe is more fuel than it is sustenance. I love a good afternoon or evening spent in a coffee shop with a fancy latte. A treat in itself, but the people watching and environment also help to heal my mind and it’s very relaxing.
  6. Healthy Food- As of late I’m trying to eat more nutrious foods. Less carbs, more veg and certainly cutting out the dairy products, due to an allergy. I found dairy-free Mac n’ cheese the other day and it made me so happy!
  7. Sleep- Oh boy sleep, I love it, I hate it- we fight. Sometimes I want to sleep all day, other times I force myself to wakeup at 6am to be productive. I’m trying to get a minimum of 7hrs of sleep lately, and it’s been helping. My fitbit has been a huge part of tracking, and reminding me of this very important part of life.
  8. Working Out- I’m so bad at this. I see the need. I recognize the importance. I see the benefits. I just can’t seem to get my butt to the gym, or dance class, or for a walk. It’s a time thing, but also a lack of making time. Working on this but slowly it’s becoming a part of my habitual health.
  9. Time with Friends- Hold your friends close ❤
  10. Cooking-I made miso soup the other day, next up sushi! I’ve enjoyed putting on a random independent movie, drinking a good glass of wine and cooking as of late. It’s a necessity of life and honestly the distraction is nice.
  11. Going to the doctor- I suffered a back injury last summer, and finally I got it looked at- six months later. Turns out it was a sprain in one of my vertebrae, and now I’m besties with my physiotherapist. If something hurts- take care of it, don’t push through the pain.
  12. Critter Snuggles-When I get busy I don’t appreciate my pets as I should. We’re cuddling more and taking more walks right now. They are always there for a snuggle, listen to every rant and concerned by every tear. In return I’m working on being  thankful for every tail wag and nuzzle.

A reminder never hurts-take care of yourself friends. 


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A Shiny New Year

It’s supposed to be sparkly, it’s supposed to be exciting, it’s supposed to be filled with newness and shine. Ahh a New Year. A day when, for whatever reason on January 1st we convince ourselves things will be different- but will they?


I love lists. We’ve talked about this before. So the concept of making a year-long list of “to-dos” is extremely exciting to me. If I were ambitious I could look back in old journals and see resolutions back to when I was young, when “spend more time with the neighbours dog” was a logical resolution. 

My ambitions have changed slightly since then. I’ve resolved to spend more time with friends, to eat healthier, to exercise, to actually do my laundry more than once every three weeks- you know, adult things. Every year I’ve enjoyed creating those resolutions. I’ve managed to keep them up, for about a month. Finding myself annoyed, disappointed and unimpressed come February, chanting in my head “next year we’ll do better!”

It never bothered me, until this year. 

I’m struggling with the whole “resolutions” concept this year. My mind unsure which way to turn, annoyed for the first time at this “new year, new you” mantra folks seem to have adopted.

“What should they be?”

“Why do they matter?” …”Do they matter?”

“Who said January 1st had to be the day, and whoever it was, how dare they tell me what to do!”

“What is a GOOD resolution?”

“Are my resolutions bad?”

It’s taken me half of January, a lot of brain power and even more time spent journaling to figure it out. 

So far I’ve come up with this…

Just because it’s January doesn’t mean a new goal has to be achieved.

Just because the gyms are packed doesn’t mean you need to be there.

Just because everyone is losing the “holiday weight” doesn’t mean you need to rush into it.

Just because it’s January 15th doesn’t mean you can’t make a goal now, you can make a goal on August 10th for all anyone cares.

Just because it’s a new year doesn’t mean you need to make goals, or be accountable to a list at all- give yourself a break.

What a new year does mean is a chance to refocus, to reinvest in YOU.

So this year that’s what I’m doing. Not making resolutions that I’ll do because I “should” or everyone else is. Rather doing what’s right for me. Taking the pressure off, focusing instead on what I need. 

Right now that means actually drinking water, eating no dairy products, reading more and detoxing from my phone.

Will these goals change next week? Maybe, but I’m alright with that.


If resolutions are your thing this year, and you want to take it “Up a Notch” take a look at Talking to the Void, my friend Nicole has something pretty fantastic planned!

For the Love of It.

I have a love-hate relationship with ballet. At least that’s what I tell the countless teachers in the Halifax area who see me for a few weeks until I disappear into oblivion.

I began ballet at the ripe old age of…five.

Not young, the norm. Spending weeknights at the studio amongst friends, working on my turn-out and on my technique. I loved every minute of it.

Sure I love dance, always will, but back in those days I loved the challenge, the competition with myself. Proving myself wrong was the utmost of rewards. Can’t do this move? Yea right! I’d practice until I got it. If for some reason I couldn’t it was rough.

Rarely did I dance just for the sake of dancing, but rather to reach a goal. The next recital, the next exam, the next challenge.

Now, years after starting back at dance I struggle to enjoy it. Sure it’s challenging but there is little reward besides putting my leg a little higher with each class- my flexibility growing. There is no goal. I’ve struggled with it for some time. I’ll start ballet and ultimately lose interest, resorting to the gym instead.

It makes me question a lot of what I do. Do I do it for something to achieve or because I truly love it? Do I read a book to enjoy the story or to finish it? Do I run cause it’s fun or because I know it’s a means to an end. Do I volunteer because I love my community and field or do I do it to say I did? I question.

I’ve committed to loving dance this time around, at least for six weeks. Four weeks in and I’m still sticking around. Hoping this time to love.

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