Our random thing to love this weekend is the written note. It was inspired initially by Romeo’s love letter that rocked his world. The cutest thing in the world, a little girl in his class wrote him what he described as a “love letter.” He keeps it carefully folded up in his room, and treats it with all the reverence that it deserves. That only happens in 2ndgrade. If he was in 8th grade he might get a text that said, “Yo, what's up, want to hang?” Sad, but true. We are now a society of texts, emails, emoji symbols and images & words that disappear (Snapchat I'm looking at you). I still hold on to special cards from John from when we first met, and international correspondence with dear friends that 30 years later I still have. Although infrequent, I have loved flipping thru them at different points, the feel of the paper, reading the words again....there's something so lasting about the words put down on paper.
It’s nice to take a moment to remember the beauty and impact of a written note. I found these darling cards today and bought them for my Thanksgiving table…both as name cards and for each guest to write something they are thankful for on a card. Our call to action this weekend is to leave someone a note, or send them a note—just take a moment to write something nice down, with an actual pen, on actual paper, and give it to someone. Putting it down on paper makes it extra special.
We got in a big shipment of Eileen Fisher on Friday and the fabrics are amazing….the kind you want to reach out and feel. Some of it is the tactile nature of the knit, and some of it is the color. There are some fantastic pieces in this group, especially nice foundational styles, and all of them I want to reach out and touch...and then snuggle into. I can't wait to get my head into this cutie beanie below---with the number of bad hair days I have during the rainy season, this will be well used!
This is our last weekend before Thanksgiving, so I’m sure we’re all going to be running around getting organized. Make sure to
find a moment to bask in your brilliance, which was a phrase thrown out in my last yoga class. "Take a moment to just bask in your own brilliance" was the directive right before Savasana. It’s ok, it’s good to give yourself some emotional nourishment, because you are in fact, brilliant. Note the sign to the left which was in my favorite health food café, where the food is ungodly expensive but so good I can almost ignore the prices. “I am nourished.” Love that. Nourishment comes in all forms, give yourself some this weekend.
Signed, ME {lv}
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