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Continue reading →: (The Return of) Photography Friday! Murder Mystery Dinner Edition
It’s been awhile since my last installment of Photography Friday! – sorry about the delay. Since moving to my new neighborhood, I’ve been getting back into taking snapshots of my day, so I’m planning to get back into the habit of sharing my week in photos again on a regular…
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Continue reading →: Redesigning My Typical Day
In a perfect world, my day would look something like this: 6am – Wake up and go running (5 miles, because it’s a perfect world and that’s the kind of distance one jogs daily in such a world) 7:30am – Come home & do 90 minutes of yoga and/or strength…
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Continue reading →: Living Alone
Lately I dwell On who I will become. How will I live When I am old and gray? I am scared – So much on my shoulders. Where will I settle To wait until I die? Once I thought Things had been mapped. I wasn’t happy But at least I’d…
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Continue reading →: Over My Head
It’s night. Gravel crunches under the tires of the old Dodge Ram as it rattles, just a few mph too fast, down the two lane track leading to our house. It’s years before the streetlights will be installed on Old County Road, and the truck’s headlights fan out, casting a…
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Continue reading →: Coming Clean
Lately it’s occurred to me that there are a lot of topics that I’d like to be talking about, and am currently just avoiding because I’m afraid I’m not smart enough to add to the conversation. But today it hit me that if I don’t at least take a stab…
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Continue reading →: Return To The Road
Hello there, readers. It’s been awhile – sorry to keep you waiting so long for an update. In late March, I decided to take a little break from blogging here while I sorted out my life and considered whether walking The Camino was still in my cards. It actually didn’t…
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Continue reading →: A Fight for Survival in the Straits of Finance
It feels like I’m running out of options. Something is going to have to happen soon if I’m going to survive this impending bank account ice age. I’m behind on my taxes for last year, and owe a substantial chunk of cash to the government. I’m also behind on my…
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Continue reading →: Flip The Switch
So here I am, starting over at 32. What’s weird is that I kind of always knew this would be the case. It’s not like I’m alone. Lately, in fact, I’ve experienced more true companionship than I’ve known in years. I guess I just always knew in my heart that…
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Continue reading →: Access Denied (aka. Google Authenticator is the bane of my existence)
I’ve lost access to all of my other blogs on WordPress.com. Every single one (there are seven in all, I believe). Let this be a warning to you – don’t change your phone number AND purchase a new phone, plus have your Authenticator app tied to a Google account you…
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Continue reading →: A Life Built On Caution
In yoga class, our teachers speak of being calm and centered. We’re told to close our eyes, breathe deeply, empty our minds of stray thoughts, focus on the now. For awhile there, I could fool myself into thinking that I was doing it properly. Surely no one could really shed…
Hello,
I’m Nova
I have no “personal brand.” I’m not a girl boss, I’m not an influencer, and I don’t aspire to be powerful, inspiring, or rich. I probably can’t teach you anything, and there’s a good chance that there’s nothing at all of interest or use to you here. This is just where I come to talk about the random bits and pieces that make up my quiet life as a sober woman in her 40s. I’m engaged to the love of my life, have six (yes, SIX) indoor pets, and spend a lot of time gardening and hunting for thrift treasures. I also study classical voice (I’m a lyric coloratura soprano) and am deeply interested in all things spiritual and paranormal. Right now I’m trying to recover from career burnout and even out my personal energy, but my eventual goal is to become a medium and shamanic healer, using music to remind humans of the things that actually matter: connection, community, and loving all living things as though they were our own children. I may or may not talk about all of these things here (and sometimes all at once). Welcome!
Compass & Quill 