The Joy Diet: TRUTH

Ouch! The truth sure does hurt. I was a bit anxious about last week's menu item, but wow did it come at a perfect time. I've been bombarded with oodles of truths in the past couple of weeks that have been difficult, hard to swallow but also liberating. The truth really does set you free, n'est ce pas? I wish I could discuss more here, but it's such a private issue. Let's just say that this exercise has been tres, tres good for moi. How did yours go?

Joy Diet: The Art of Nothing

After months and months of plenty of time for doing "nothing," of course this past week was one in which I could barely find time for sleep, let alone nothing. Ah, c'est la vie. So maybe I wasn't able to do nothing for 15 minutes every day, but when I did, it was beyond divine.

As I suspected, my bed (and my couch which is actually a daybed) became my go-to nothing havens. Last night, after a particularly stressful day, I opened the windows, lit a candle, and then crawled into my daybed with a huge comforter (it's actually been chilly here in Austin - amazing!). I didn't sleep, I didn't turn something over in my head over and over, I simply did nothing... for like 30 minutes! Amazing, friends. Amazing. (Oh and it didn't hurt that little Lola was snuggled against moi.)

How was your week of nothing? Are you excited or scared for what's on next week's plate: truth? I'm more than un peu nervous...