What’s hidden in your closet?

I don’t know about you, but my closet was a spot to put everything I didn’t have a home for or it was a place to store things I was not sure if I still wanted/needed anymore. My closet was a virtual “Island of misfit toys“. My closet Even though the closet was organized- everything…

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Forest bathing (and just what the heck is it).

Just what the heck is Forest Bathing you ask? It is not what it sounds like…you are not running naked through the trees, free as a bird. You COULD do that but I don’t recommend it for like, a lot of reasons. Pine needles stuck in your feet for example. Tree sap sticking to your…

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Slow living and Mental Health are made for each other. Part 2 (A love story)

Previously on The Blind Thistle: I wrote about how I found Slow Living due to stress and turmoil in my life at the time. (Did you just read that in a Soap opera announcers voice, because I did!) After all the physical and psychological de-cluttering I was ready to start introducing what I deemed “simple…

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Don’t hate me because I was an Interior Designer.

I LOVE Interior Design. It was (and yes it still is) a huge part of my life. At one time I would eat, sleep and breathe Interior Design. Now let’s just get this sorted out right from the get-go…So many people confuse Interior Design with Interior Decoration. They are nowhere remotely the same thing. Surprised?…

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The “Slow Living” bandwagon and what it means to (my) mental health

I am keen on this “Slow living” thing. In fact, I have been keen on it for the past 8 years, even before it was a thing. Today a simple google search will bring up countless (I’m talking 856,000,000 of them) Slow living websites, articles and books on the subject. It’s because it is such…

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Mental (health) Monday’s

Those that know me well are keenly aware that Monday’s are MY day. My day to: be anti-social decompress nap hibernate shut my brain off zone out do nothing…. I don’t feel guilty for taking this day to focus on me and surprisingly my friends don’t seem to mind either. Yes, I suffer from anxiety…

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