Meet the brains behind the beauty of that Instagram account you've been scrolling through for years, The Salty Blonde.
Happy, sad, in bed, jumping for joy, wanting to fight, needing answers, wanting to feel connected...however you feel is OK. Below are a few links to help with whatever part of the process you are in..
Meet the minds behind Tiny House Tiny Footprint: a couple of adventuring, super rad rebels who live part time out of their van manifesting their dream and sharing stories of other #vanlifers.
Dear Human, Things have changed. We can see, hear, smell, taste and feel the difference.
Standing on line at the post office made me wonder... What on earth did I used to do on line before social media and cell phones ruled the world?
When you post something on your blog, or Instagram, or Facebook or anything on the world wide web, you are sharing a part of yourself.
When we don’t take time to appreciate the gifts we already have, we go into scarcity mode.
We dove into Ashley’s background and what her success story looks like, as well as details on how she feels about business and technology, her thoughts on unplugging, favorite analog tools and more.
What happens when we connect with some of the people behind internet businesses we follow?
We each have 13 cards to play for life, based on the numbers of our date of birth. And, once I found out my cards to play, I found my purpose in life.
There’s an art to the phone call that is evaporating into the ether.
We’ve grown up with endless information at our fingertips (literally), and now expect the world to be our oyster as we morph into so-called adulthood.
Dopamine causes seeking behavior. Our neanderthal ancestors searched for food, water and shelter. Today, many of us have those basic needs, so we fill our desire to seek with other sources of information: enter social media.
Photos that you can feel, smell and pass down for generations through albums that get a little heavier each year.
Some of our favorite gift ideas that get the screened-in folks in your life, out of the cloud and back into real life.
Personally, I wish I could say my parents were not addicted to their technology. Lately it appears to rule their world
Unless you want to volunteer to yell to a bus of people to pick their heads up, we have to start with ourselves.
Our children have grown up as a generation that is more accustomed to playing on screens than racing toothpick boats down gutters when it rains.
There’s something about coffee shared with friends, sipping out of a real mug and having life-giving conversations.
If the best way to make friends is to be one, let’s be brave and ask our friends to put. the. phones. down.
I wish our yoga mats had the ability to call us on our shit.
LOL is the tech version of polite noise. Did you really mean IDGAF?
Yes, there are other things out there other than food, cat videos & sex that can add some pep to your step.
It is not strange for me to have coffee with a co-worker and the number of cellphones, laptops and iPads to out number the humans at the table.
The path to mindfulness is a windy one, but worth the trek.