30 Things that make me happy, in no particular order.

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List 30 things that make you happy.

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• Really hot, fresh, bougie coffee when it’s cold out or iced bougie coffee when it’s not – both that I make myself.
• Planting vegetables – I love planting vegetable plants all over my normal-sized, Midwestern front and back yards. I suck, oftentimes, at utilizing them to make food – as a Cook, I’m working on that – but I love watching them grow and picking them, especially tons of varieties of tomatoes.
• Reconnecting with someone I knew a long, long time ago and being able to work at creating a real friendship. Some people touch your soul amd disappear forever leaving a constant ache. My ache is slowly healing.
• Being able to see – what a miracle! Eyes are part of your brain but on the outside. I am an artist – I love color and reading and creation. I have an astigmatism so that sometimes sucks, but to see physical reality is such a gift. To see the world, to see the good and the parts that need to be changed or healed or intervened upon. Gifts.
• Writing lists with a big cup filled with fine line colored pens or markers – oh the organization! My ADHD brain loves to think that the colored and organized pages will help me accomplish things. That’s generally not true. The Artist in me loves to journal and makes lists anyways.
• Crocheting or knitting anything. The yarn, the colors, the texture, the repetition, the bringing something into reality. It feels purposeful. It is Art. It has deep history and tradition. I love it
• Playing my acoustic Fender guitar. It hangs on my bedroom wall. I am quite terrible. I can play 4 chords well – ADGC. I cannot strum to save my life. I don’t have a math – driven musical brain but I still write songs. I also cannot sing – perhaps I have a deviated septum or my vocal chords are bad or my nose resonates things wrong. I still sing. I make tik tok videos. I don’t care if I suck.
• My kids. I have 3. 2 boys, 1 girl. I am twice divorced. I am a single (well, not really. I have a life-long soul mate we just aren’t legally married – that may change or it may not) mom who works so very hard to provide the best life for my kids and who works hard at breaking generational trauma. I am not a stay at home kinda mom. I need to work and I like to work. It makes me feel guilty a lot. As they get older, I am working on building my relationships with them.
• The love of my life. Funny, you don’t see things coming, especially when you don’t think anyone will ever want you with 3 kids and 2 divorces. Talking to the Universe works. I said I wanted someone who was like my dad, who died years before. The good parts of my dad. And the Universe, it it’s abundance, brought us together.
• Libraries – of every sort and kind and age. To learn. To question. To know. To grow. 4000 books I once owned, in my house. I have less now but still in the thousands. I use my Kindle. I love languages. I named my daughter after the most famous library that we know of. Knowledge is power. The pen is mightier than the sword.
• Cuneiform. I am obsessed. I just bought a kit, with stylus and clay, to learn how to write it. I have books. There are websites. Thousands of undeciphered pieces of clay from Ancient Summeria stand before me ready to enlighten. How delicious!
• Cooking. I wanted to become a Cook most of my life. Also, I couldn’t boil water. I worked a shit counter job in a very trendy Italian restaurant when I was 40. I made friends with the line and I took chances. Went to Culinary school for a minute. Joined the ranks. Moved on to a top 10 University and was a Cook there for years. I’m still champion, pet. Being a Cook kills your body…so I have moved on to a new adventure. But I still Cook like a damn queen at home.
• Quiet. My poor ADHD brain gets overstimulated. I have a constant running dialouge in my head, often multiple streams of thought. Quiet around me is not peaceful like quiet for a neurotypical person… but it does help.
• My IPad Pro. I fucking love it. Do you know what that thing can do with 2 TB plus cloud storage, apps and a pencil? Fucking brilliant.
• Lake Michigan. I hate water. Again, sensory issues. But that lake heals me every time. I went to College so close to it decades ago. The memories I made shaped who I am. Water holds memories.
• Fresh baked warm bread with a shit ton of butter. The whole loaf.
• Clothes made from natural fabrics. They have a resonance that is good for you.
• Understanding resonance and cymatics. Very life changing and altering. Everything is energy.
• Working at the funeral home. I’m an admin right now but start funeral director school in the fall. It is the most meaningful work I have ever done. I’ll do it for the rest of my career.
• Finding a way to bring all the things I love – Psychology (BA in Psychology), Art, Learning, Service, Energy, Friendship, Empathy, Photography, into the Sacred Order of the Emberveil. I was called to give birth to this. I hope it supercedes my life and carries on long after I have become Source again.
• Walking barefoot. Because fuck shoes.
• My house. It’s next door to my mom. I bought it, on my own, from our old neighbor. It was totally redone inside. It has tons of potential in my yard for amazing gardens even uf its kind chaotic and overgrown at the moment due to time constraints and unbearable fucking heat and humidity. It doesn’t have a basement (blah), but I got it for a steal and it’s helping me go to mortuary school and holds my family safe. I’m so proud of that house! And I bought all of the appliances brand new when I moved in. Including a 90 inch TV mounted on my wall and an enormous sectional couch and ottoman that is the center of family life.
• My BBQ grill. Yes, it’s charcoal. Yes, it’s a Weber.
• Camping. Not Glamping. Rustic.
• I have long hair. I love wearing it in a bun or a braid. It feels very Crone.
• Figuring out how to survive perimenopause because fuck that shit right in the ear. HRT. Supplements. Vitamins. Need to work on the exercise, food, meditation side.
• Crystals. Period.
• My smartwatch. Again, that shit can save your life.
• Sarah Millican. A Fucking Treasure.
• Stand-up Comedy. I love to laugh til I’m crying and peeing.
• Being Alive – because there have been times that felt too hard.
• Snickers Ice Cream bars. I’ll eat the whole box in one sitting. I don’t care.
• Possibilities. I like to daydream about all the shit I’m gonna do and how I’m gonna do it even if my ADHD brain never gets there.
• Being a woman and resurrecting the Sacred Feminine in myself and sharing that with this world, so in desperate need of it.

That’s not 30. But there you go.