Cherry Blossom Weekend
Oh weekends, you never last long enough. Something in the air is shifting. Over lunch on Sunday, my friend Marisa orders a cherry blossom smoothie and says "I feel like a cherry blossom".
She is glowing. The sun outside is shining and after lunch we find ourselves looking through a row of flower shops and I want to buy every bouquet to fill my apartment with the same beauty I see outside.
As the cold weather leaves Toronto, I am warming up to everything. I am more comortable in my skin, more grateful for every day, and looking forward for all of the days and events to come.
I feel opportunity in the air. I feel the young woman in me growing and learning as I decided to allow her to still be figuring it out.
These days I spend more time with my head in a book or scribbling in my sketchbook, and finally, writing. The more I do this, the more it clicks.
I need to live a creative life. I need to keep creating, to put myself in beautiful places and search for inspiration. That way I too, can bloom like a cherry blossom.
My new obsession: a big jug of lemon and ginger water for me to drink at my leisure Breaking out the juicer on the regular now New to me products: love the raw sticks, the almond and cashew cream wasn't smooth enough, and the Rise kombucha in blueberry maple was a dream A spa and dinner date makes the perfect birthday gift for a friend you love.