I wrote about journaling once before on this blog and it really said perfectly how I feel about it so I thought I would share it again and then talk about what I think about it now.

February 2, 2011

This post brought to you by the letter J.

Growing up I kept a diary.  Well, let me be honest, I kept many diaries.  At times I wrote in it everyday, whether I had something to say or not.  My diary was a secret friend.  A place where I felt free to pour out my heart and put my every feeling on the pages between the locked cover.  I can still remember laying between my covers listening to Pillow Talk on the radio while I laid out my latest crush, squabble, dream or hope in my trusty diary.

I gave up my diary writing as I became an adult.  Somehow it seemed childish to still need to confide in my silent friend.  Until recently.  I began to see that grown women can and do write in diaries, they just call them journals.  I searched high and low for a journal that could welcome me back into the folds of paper, into the quiet of pen scratching paper and didn’t see anything that really worked.  I asked my beautifully sweet, incredibly talented friend Jeanne to make one for me and then waited with baited breath to see what she would come up with.  When I received my journal in the mail I could hardly wait to rip it open.  Once I had it in my hands I was speechless.  Not only is my journal absolutely beautiful but it is perfect for me and what I need it for.  It means even more knowing that Jeanne made it for me and chose the words with me in mind.  I have been happily writing in it ever since.  Everyone needs a place to be honest with themselves.  To be brave enough to tell the truths in their lives.  To be open enough to share their dreams.  I really think that getting it out in the open, in words and in writings is so powerful.  A bridge from thought to action.  It was a strange and wonderful feeling to connect with my younger self as I brushed my pencil over the page for the first time.  I hope that one day my great, great grandchildren will cherish my journals/diaries and feel a little closer to me.

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I had the best of intentions really but somehow let myself get out of the habit.  I gave myself ridiculous rules about only writing deep meaningful things and beautifully flowery prose.  Who can keep up with that and why would I want to?  Like isn’t always beautiful and deep.  Sometimes it’s hard and ugly, sometimes goofy and ridiculous.  I want to write about all of it so I can look back like do my old childhood diaries and be transported back to that time and place.

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I will still be keeping my pretty journal for poetry, inspiration and dreams and a new smaller journal to write about my everyday.  I’ve challenged myself to write in it daily for 30 days in the hopes that the habit will stick this time.  I’m no longer starting each post with “dear diary” but it feels like I’m reuniting with my 12 year old self, slipping between the covers, writing about my day.  I’m loving it.

♥Brandie

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You know those days when your bed pleads with you to stay just a little bit longer?  Where the shadows on the wall play like a movie you’ve just got to see.  Those days when your legs seem incapable of carrying you past your bedroom door and slippers and robe call out to you that they’re all you need.  I’m definitely having one of those days today on this cool, grey Monday.  Not a moody, melancholy day but a day to luxuriate in restful moments and quiet thoughts.  I haven’t had one of those in a long time and I am fully prepared to enjoy this.

I ran a quick errand this morning (yes, still in my jammies), settled the kids, climbed back into bed and searched out some pretty bedrooms to share so that if you aren’t reclining amongst pillows right now you can least imagine that you are.  You can see my Pinterest board, Come Back To Bed, here.

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♥Brandie

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This is my winter song to you
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea

My voice, a beacon in the night
My words will be your light
To carry you to me

Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love (pause)

They say that things just can not grow
Beneath the winter snow
Or so I have been told

They say we’re buried far
Just like a distant star
I simply can not hold

Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?

This is my winter song
December never felt so wrong
Cause you’re not where you belong
Inside my arms

Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum
Bum bum, bum bum bum bum
Bum bum, bum bum bum bum

I still believe in summer days
The seasons always change
And life will find a way

I’ll be your harvester of light
And send it out tonight
So we can start again

Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?

This is my winter song
December never felt so wrong
Cause you’re not where you belong
Inside my arms

This is my winter song to you
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea

My love a beacon in the night
My words will be your light
To carry you to me

Is love alive?
Is love alive?

Is love alive?
Is love alive?

Ingrid Michaelson & Sara Bareilles

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Last year was the first time I picked a “word of the year” and I am so excited to do it again this year.  What a great way to set expectations for the new year and all that one hopes to get out of it?  When picking my word I like to think about what I want to do with my year, what kinds of things I hope to accomplish, what changes I’d like to make and what will leave my heart feeling healthy and happy.  This year my word came to me quickly and is so simple but froth with so much possibility.

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Oooo, it makes me so happy to see it, say, it, dream it!  Create is perfect for me this year as that is just what I want to do.  From creating closer relationships and success in my businesses to creating quilts for my kids and a garden full of fresh food to create better health in my family.  I can’t wait to get started!  I just want to get my hands messy and my heart singing this year.

What do you want out of 2014?

♥Brandie

Each new year is such a blessing.  A new day, a fresh start.  Whether you make resolutions or write down goals, a new year tends to make us all want to change something in our lives.  This year I have so many fun plans and big dreams that I can’t wait to share with you all but for today I thought that I would just share a quote that spoke to me as I was making my 2014 vision board.  It goes so well with my Word of the Year too!

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It’s so true and I hope that you feel it’s truth for you too.  Whether you make something beautiful with your hands, your actions or your words, there is something we can all do with this potential within us.

Won’t you join me in making 2014 a beautiful year?

♥Brandie

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It’s been a wee bit quiet around here but I didn’t fall off the edge of the earth, I promise.  As life sometimes goes, things can happen that take us away from our plans and schemes.  Soon after moving into the farmhouse I came down with what my doctor called “a weird strain of the flu”.  This weird flu makes you feel like you are at deaths door with no help in sight.  It lasted almost 3 weeks.  In this time my oldest also came down with it and was out of school for a week and a half.  Most of which I don’t even remember what with my own fevers and delirium.  I was on the mend for about a week and scrambling furiously to catch up with life when my younger two got sick with something else.  High fevers over 104 degrees, vomiting in my bed and other fun times followed.

I am so glad to say that we are all doing much better.  Healthy, happy and enjoying the birthdays, anniversary and build up to Christmas that December offers.  Unfortunately this didn’t leave me a lot of time for blogging and business but that’s life and one of the perks of being the boss.  I just wanted to pop in here to explain where I’ve been but to also share that I’ve decided to go ahead and take what’s left of the year off.  I want to spend time cuddling my wee ones, baking yummy treats I shouldn’t be eating and just basking in the joy that Christmas always brings.

I will be back in January with fresh posts, exciting news and a fun way to kick of the new year.  I hope you will join me then♥

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I’m sorry it’s been quiet around here on the blog but it’s for good reasons.  my family and I have embarked on a bit of an adventure and it has rendered me exhausted.  You see, we recently packed up our small brood and moved out to an old 1800′s farmhouse on a a bunch of land.  Living in the country is something that I have dreamt about for a long time so when the opportunity popped up to rent this old farmhouse we jumped at it.  Our dream is to spend some time here getting to know country life since neither my husband or I have ever actually lived in anything but the city(him) and subdivisions(me).  We’ll hone our non existent farming skills and eventually begin building our own farmhouse in the country.  We are so excited about the adventure that lies before us and all of the possibilities.  I’ll be sharing our journey every step of the way here with all of you in The Farmhouse Diaries.

If you have experience or advice on farm living please share here in the comments or send me an email.  We can definitely use all the help we can get!

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love, Brandie♥