My, What Big Eyes You Have!

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“Yes! Big Eyes!

Very big because they are full of wonder! That is my center. It is what I was born with. Eyes that have always seen the wonder in everything! Eyes that see the lights and the trees and the magic in the air. This wonder is what I put into the world – and, what I protect in children. It is what makes me a guardian. It is my center. What is yours?”
– The Rise of the Guardians

We all are magic. It surrounds us all and dwells within each molecule of our being. In our minds, in our bodies and in our spirit. We all, at one point or another, have been filled with wonder, but we have an unfortunate tendency to lose that wonder… that kind of magical sight. If you have been feeling a little lost lately, wandering in the abyss of everyday life, try reconnecting with your inner self and your inner child using the steps below:


  1. Meditate/Nature Walk – Do a quick meditation or go for a walk in nature. You’ll be reconnecting with yourself and the ground beneath your feet. These simple acts will help you to align your minds and allow you to open up to your own self. Sometimes we put up guards that even we ourselves can’t penetrate.
  2. Get a sheet of paper and fold it in half, long ways. On one half, write down your answers to steps 3 and 4. On the other half, your responses for step 5. 
  3. Write down what you see true wonder in. What do you believe your center is?
  4. Describe yourself in one sentence. Only allow yourself about 5 minutes to write your sentence. Also, write down what you think is your weakest and your strongest trait is.
  5. Ask those closest to your heart to describe you in one sentence. Also, ask what they think your weakest and your strongest trait is.
  6. At the bottom, write down how are you are honoring that wonder you see. If you aren’t honoring it, write down what you could do to honor it. 


Are your own answers about yourself consistent with what others said/wrote about you? Are you happy with both sides? Do you believe that the characteristics and traits of your character written on both sides serve your highest good? Do you think they serve others’ highest good?

Sometimes how we act isn’t isn’t congruent with who we think we truly are or want to be. Others may see a side of you that you didn’t realize you were exuding. The exercise may seem silly when reading it, however it really is helpful to see these insights written down and no one needs to see it but you. It will facilitate a closer, more deep connection with yourself and will help you to become the person you envision yourself being. 

How are you supposed to see the wonder and beauty in anything, when you can’t see it in yourself? Once you do, you will see the world with eyes as big as the galaxy. 


The Mulberry Memoirs 🙂

It’s Time

Time to get personal. Time to not care what others think. Time to talk about some things that aren’t typically talked aloud amongst acquaintances or even family sometimes. Time to air my dirty laundry (and I may mean literally). And time to talk about real life. Not social media life. Real, messy, complicated, wondrous, beautiful life, crazy life (with some crafts, goodies and oldies thrown in-between!).

My Voice
Maybe it’s because I’ve always enjoyed writing, but there are so many moments when I find myself writing a blog or writing a letter to someone that I’ll never actually write, all in my head. At this point, I feel like I’m going to burst at the seams with things I want to say. It doesn’t help that I’m pretty quiet most of the time, so writing helps. I have always been one to observe, and I like that about myself. It’s almost like having x-ray vision. You begin noticing patterns in people’s behavior – and can usually read people better.

When I write, I create. I am alone with myself in my deepest thoughts, and when those thoughts aren’t plagued with to-do lists or riddled with anxiety, it’s very therapeutic. I’m a big believer in meditation. Writing most times, for me at least, puts me into a meditative state. My consciousness shifts and I am no longer worrying about everything there is to worry about. People use writing as an actual form of therapy and it’s also used to open a “portal” into the psychic self.

Although I’m excited to begin writing publicly again – I am also scared. More like terrified. I’m a pretty private person most of the time. I like to keep to myself. On the weekends I have always liked to stay home with my hobbies, binge watch something I love, or read something that inspires me. I was never that party girl, who I sometimes envied, who could let loose and not think for a night. I don’t like to feel vulnerable, I mean, who does? Am I scared to let my guard down and present all the craziness that is my mind to the world? Absolutely. But, I feel like it’s something I should do. Call it intuition.

When I first thought if I should be writing for all to see, I thought, can I possibly be so arrogant to think people want to read what I have to say? Sure. Why not? I read blogs all the time by people I don’t know. I will Google questions and situations that I’m experiencing and like to see different viewpoints other people have on the same subject. It’s also comforting to know I’m not alone in experiencing something. If anything I write benefits even just one person, then that’s amazing. If that one person is just me? I’ll take it.

Don’t Judge a Book
Sometimes it’s also nice to see what others have experienced. I have so many wonderful blessings in my life, but most people are surprised as to what I’ve been through. There are just things that you don’t go around telling. Another really important reason why I want to write publicly, is to show that sometimes, even the people closest to you, don’t know that you need help. More on that later.

Hot Mess
Sometimes my blogs will be more well-written than others, but so is life. Some days I feel somewhat productive, other days I need to make a quick run to Target to buy underwear because I haven’t done laundry in over a month. If you ever see me wear a dress, chances are it was the only clean thing in my closet <insert embarrassed emoji>.

Thanks for reading!