Author Archives: April Lee

the dream, the atmosphere

Mark your calendars and get your passports ready
for another magical retreat-no-more experience in Tuscany!

MAY 24-29, 2020

 
 
Yes, it’s that time again . . . time for THE ARRIVAL #5 in Italy!

Let me take a few minutes today to tell you a little about the WHY behind my retreat .

one step

i take one step
it feels tentative, scary

but i stay there
i wait, i breathe
i’m okay
 
 
i walk another step
it feels a tiny bit easier

i straighten my spine
i wait, i breathe
i’m okay
 
 
i risk a third step
it feels stronger, bolder

i smile a small smile
i wait, i breathe
i’m okay
 
 
i take a fourth and final step
and it feels expansive

now i know
i don’t need to wait any longer
i’m breathing deeply

i’ll be okay
 
 
“life dances and you must dance with it.”
~phillip moffitt

 
 
 
 

bothered that you are bothered

Last week, a client described an interaction she’d had that “bothered her.” She later said, several times, that it bothered her that she was bothered. I’ve been thinking about that statement ever since.

Say you have an encounter with someone, and you’re left feeling hurt or frustrated.

untangling my rhythm

announcing my 2020 word of the year . . .

RHYTHM

(as in, getting mine back ?)

i decided to create a collage, with pictures of myself that bring up memories of feeling happy, in sync, full of energy. that exude my natural RHYTHM.

invitation to my word-of-the-year brainstorming session

i’ve been exploring / imagining / pondering several different words for 2020. and honestly? i’ve never had such a hard time choosing my word of the year!

several have been considered. two speak to me the loudest . . .
 
 
first, MOMENTUM.

welcome 2020

did you celebrate new year’s eve, welcoming in 2020?
 
 
the last day of 2019 was kinda crazy for me:

  • i went through a box labeled “mommy’s treasures” and cried (because it was MY mom who wrote that on the lid)
  • i packed to return to italy
  • i tripped backwards over a lawnmower in the dark garage .

jump gently

the dawn of a new decade
just a few days away
2020 seems like a symbol to me
of clarity, sharpness of detail

what are you grappling with?
what are you wishing for?
what changes would you like to make?
what do you want to create in your life?

i am made of

I am made of a clean warm room with freshly laundered sheets and fluffy hotel towels. I am made of the most-welcome hot mug, cat greetings, my daily agenda and playful self-awareness, of procrastination and my vivacious momma.

an extraordinary life

feeling gratitude today
for each and every moment
remarkable, meaningful
even when challenging, difficult

i’m able to experience

all the different emotions
all the different sensations
all the different possibilities
all the different choices

simply because i’m alive

tears and laughter
fear and anger
sweet surprises
utter joy

an entire timeline of
past memories
precious present
future hope

i can react
and respond
i can revel
and reason

i can take action
and touch lives
i can design my path
and create my existence

i can choose to move through pain

an extraordinary life, isn’t it?

november snippets

snippets of my italian life, the november edition . . .
 
 

as my hand slid across its very old surface, the stone fireplace in the tower transmitted its strength and serenity to me.
 
 

one of loris jacopo bonini’s poems.