Author Archives: April Lee

christmas-lights-of-nature

have you taken the time to
experience true magic lately?

tuesday evening, eric and i decided to do just that.

we walked along the dark paths of the secret garden,
lit only by one mesmerizing sight.

the magical dance of hundreds of fireflies.

i never owned a kate spade handbag.

i never owned a kate spade handbag.
i never even watched one of anthony bourdain’s shows.
but i was well aware of both of them.
and suicide too has been well within my awareness.
 

 
when i was 15 years old, 40 long years ago,
i wrote a suicidal note of my own.

full circle indeed.

as i mentioned last week, i’ve been experiencing
an incredible high following my retreat.

lately it’s been a literal whirlwind
of spectacular events taking place.

because today i have even more exciting news to share . . .
 
 

 
 
my nationality was already half-italian,
but now i am officially an ITALIAN CITIZEN!!

the utter magic of THE ARRIVAL

last thursday, for the first time since september 2012, i missed writing-and-sending my weekly blog post. the very first time in almost 6 years!

for those of you who missed my words, thank you. i sincerely appreciate your support.

i think i had a pretty good excuse though.

only 3 more days!

i’ve been busy busy busy this week, preparing for my retreat participants.

on sunday, i will welcome three wonderful women who are flying to italy from the united states.

and a fourth wonderful woman (a local italian i’m calling my “day camper”) will also be joining us for the 11 hours of group coaching.

simple really.

vendesi. affittasi.

these two (very sad-in-this-case) italian words greeted us when we tried to eat dinner at our favorite pizzeria last saturday.

the parking lot was roped off. the interior was dark.

vendesi. affittasi.
for sale. for rent.

we were, quite literally, stunned.

living in a fairy tale

sometimes, when the stars align
and the overwhelm eases,
i feel as if i might just be
living in a fairy tale.

this life in italy,
this journey to another world.

that’s how i felt on monday, april 30,
celebrating the last day of my month.

the assignment.

for 6 days straight,
carve out a moment all to yourself.
with blank book and pen in hand,
begin writing.

write and write and write.

at least 15 minutes at a time,
but as long as your thoughts
keep tumbling onto the page.

this life

sometimes i tell you what to do.

sometimes i tell you to HOPE. and sometimes i tell you to ACT.

and sometimes i shake my head, thinking these two ideas might just be at odds with one another.

i know we cannot sit idly by and hope for the best.

Awaken. Move. Nourish.

“to be mindful is to be embodied.
pay attention to the body, and the mind enters the present moment.”

~from mindfulness through movement by lee holden

 
 
over the last 18 months, since i relocated to another continent, i’ve gone through quite an upheaval.