prepare for landing
from airplane mode to survival mode
i briefly mentioned the sadness that creeps in as i near the end of a trip in my latest post, i can’t wait to meet her. honestly, it’s something i think about before i’ve even gotten on the plane. that deep dread of leaving behind something new, exciting, and joyful — only to return to the familiar grind of doing what i have to do. from airplane mode to survival mode.
i just got back from an unforgettable trip to spain, and before i left, i wanted to try something a little different. in the spirit of living — not just surviving — i created a list of things i’d be excited to come back to.
a mix of inner child healing, adulting, and a shift in perspective:
look into taking violin lessons. ever since i was a little girl, i’ve loved the violin. this year, i’d like to finally learn. if i’m terrible, that’s fine — at least i tried.
try a few recipes from hailee catalano’s cookbook by heart: recipes to hold near and dear. i adore hailee and watch her tiktoks religiously. her recipes are simple, comforting, and give me something to look forward to.
explore my city. i’ve lived in nyc all my life, and while so much has changed, it doesn’t always feel like the new york i know. but there’s always something new to see, a fresh place to eat, and a new lens to view it all through.
bake. i love to bake. i find the process soothing, creative, and so rewarding.
write more. i’ve struggled immensely with claiming any title — healer, intuitive, writer, storyteller. i have to remind myself: if it’s something i do and embody, then it’s something i am. simple.
scrapbook journaling. i’ve become obsessed with looking up journaling ideas on pinterest. it feels like the perfect little summer project — creative, nostalgic, and a way to document it all.
book my next trip. nothing cures the travel blues like having your next trip on the calendar.
i think i’ll continue to add to this list as time goes on, but if you have any recommendations, send them my way.
with so much chaos, destruction, and injustice in the world, it can feel impossible to find pockets of joy, rest, or peace. balancing how we show up for others and ourselves is hard — but sustaining any kind of happiness requires effort. and grace. grace for the days you just don’t have it in you. one day at a time.
xx,
Sapphira