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Christin Myrick
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Snowflakes on the window saying good morning.

Did you know almost all snow flakes have six arms? Because of the bond angle of H2O. If the angle were larger, we'd have octagon snowflakes. Smaller and we'd have triangular ones (fun fact courtesy of Steve the science teacher).

Nature is so amazing. Sometimes a miracle is just a thing science hasn't explained yet... but even though science can explain this, it's still miraculous to me.
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This may be a strange time of year to post (and even write) about such a thing - with the holidays and all. But I think (for some folks) it may be appropriate.

Sometimes, we can't control our panic. I know I can't. And sometimes there's more of it than at other times. But it helps me to know there's a pattern to the sensation of fear and a pattern to returning to my body and soul. It helps to know I am not alone.

So, whatever your holidays may be: whether they are merry and bright or quiet and reflective, full of family and friends or just a few of your closest beloveds, filled with cheer or with sorrows - this is my wish for you:

May you be kind to yourself.
May you be gentle to your body and soul.
May you accept yourself, just as you are.

With Love ~ <3 C.

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Look at this tiny acorn I found with his cute little lion mane. At least, I think it's an acorn. I wrote a story once about an acorn who wanted to be a bird, and so the wind picked him up and carried him. And then he wanted to be a fox and live in a burrow beneath the soil, and so he dropped to the ground and wrapped himself in a blanket of earth. In the darkness of his sleep he dreamed all the things he wanted to be and all the things he was. And when he woke he was an oak, rooted and reaching at the same time. He stretched his branches thinking how he had to wanted to be a great many things before he could realize what he truly was.
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Autumn is here. The season of letting go and remembering to be. The slow unwinding, the inner finding. I spent the weekend doing nothing: walking in golden woods, sleeping, watching Stephen King mini-series - and I notice so much self-judgement about the not doing. And then I look outside my window and see the leaves making their graceful fall. They do not question why they fall, they do not question the timing or the season. They just remember to be. May we all feel such vivid colors in our own remembering.
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You know that talk I gave to 300 engineers? Well, there is video evidence!

Here's what is so exciting to me about this talk: it's the largest group of people that has been typed in the shortest amount of time (my guess is 80%, so 225 people in 8 minutes! Amazing!). This also means that the content can be shared more easily, with less of a barrier of entry, and not as emotionally or spiritually demanding. Plus I had myself a damn good time!

It was so awesome to present this to a group of such amazing, talented, intelligent people. It was a thrill and an honor and I'm still wiggling from the joy of it!

https://youtu.be/M6vEnGKx2eo

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A lunchtime serenade.
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My walls are smooth with fresh drywall. There's plump rain drops on the pepper plant... Laughter from the neighbors child. And there is a sense of rightness in my heart.

I have been feeling conflicted. Very conflicted. Head/heart/body - logic/spirit/feels - all with different words and needs.

But in this moment with the smooth walls and the raindrops and the tiny tinkling giggles I can hear the small whisper of my soul, "Don't give up, little Love. Keep going. Go Gently, but keep going."

I share in case your heart needed to hear this whisper too. ❤️
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Sanctuary.
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Love from above.
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