Tag Archives: home

Permission to be where you are, even if where you are sucks.

I moved home to Maine last week after pining for the home that it’s represented for me my whole life. When you cross the Maine state line you’re greeted by a sign that says: “Maine: The Way Life Should Be.” As far as state mottos go, this one really floats my boat. I just wrappedContinue Reading

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How to create a home for your money.

Freedom tastes the best when combined with a generous dollop of home. In other words, it’s easier to spring off into endless possibilities and expansion and ecstatic creation in your life if you’ve got a firm foundation, if you feel safe and grounded. When I sold my apartment, got rid of most of my physicalContinue Reading

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Here’s what I know…

As the year tiptoes to a close (it really snuck up on me this year) I’m taking stock. And I’m making stock. (Yes, I have been cooking non-stop since Mike and I settled into our new home for the next five months. My inner Susie Homemaker has come out in full force. I’m just asContinue Reading

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Home is not a place: belonging, security, freedom, and the meaning of indefinite.

I’ve been thinking a lot about home lately. I’ve just put my apartment on the market and am preparing to say goodbye to the 450-square-foot studio I’ve called home for the past five years. I’m ruthlessly getting rid of most of my stuff over the next two to three months (inspired by The Shed Project)Continue Reading

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The art of postponing your life.

It occurred to me today that I’ve been talking about meeting a man in New York City who I can bring home to Maine, make babies, live on the ocean, and start a life with for over two years. On a recent ten-day trip to Maine I started to get homesick. It’s the kind ofContinue Reading

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