Beeswax Wraps

The plastic lids to our glass food storage containers (which are my favorite containers and the only ones I use!) are starting to crack. At first, I didn’t mind seeing a crack here or there in the lids because they still “worked” pretty well. I didn’t see a need to rush out and buy replacements, but then, a piece of a blue plastic lid broke off and fell into our food when I was putting leftovers away.


That does not spark joy for me.

I’m already not crazy about how much plastic we use on a regular basis, and I certainly don’t want to worry about plastic pieces ending up in our food. So, I got rid of the ones with cracks.

These containers need covers, though. My options were to order the replacement lids (which can be found online), use aluminum foil, plastic wrap, a plate, and so on. Trying to bring mindfulness to all areas of my life, I thought about it while and ultimately decided to try food wraps made from beeswax.

Beeswax wraps seem like they would be the perfect, sustainable solution for food storage. They can be used over and over (just not for meats) and conform to fit containers of different sizes. Not having to spend time searching the cabinet for an exact-match container lid sounds good to me, too!

Though they are new to me, beeswax wraps for food storage have been around for a long time. There are tons of DIY instructions online for making beeswax wraps, but I thought I’d try some that were pre-made to test them out first. And, so far, so good!

They’re not the same as a tight-fitting container lid, of course, but they do get the job done! They are easy to clean (simply wash in cold water) and to store.

The ones I purchased are made with fabric that is a little thicker than the DIY versions I have seen, so I’m really curious how a thinner fabric might work instead. (I put making my own beeswax wraps on my list of things to try in the near future.)

Would you try using beeswax wraps or have you already? Which brands have you tried? Have you made your own?

I’d love to know!


We ran out of toothpaste, so I made some!

Rather than going to the store to purchase more, I thought I’d try to make my own toothpaste.

There are a few reasons I wanted to try making my own toothpaste:

#1 – I feel absolutely HORRIBLE every time I throw away an empty plastic toothpaste tube. I know that plastic is going to sit in a landfill FOREVER. I thought if I could make my own toothpaste at home, we could stop throwing all of those plastic tubes into the trash, and it would be a small step toward cutting back on the trash our family creates.

#2 – I don’t really understand what’s in most of the toothpaste we buy or why it’s in there. PEG-12?? Sodium lauryl sulfate?? Sodium saccharin?? This stuff just doesn’t sound like it’s very good for us.

#3 – If it works out, I figure we will save a little money — the cost of all the ingredients together is much less expensive than store-bought options.

So, I decided to give it a go, and…the entire process took a lot less time (and was a lot less messy) than I thought. It was actually really easy.

Here are the steps I followed:

STEP 1: Gather the ingredients. (I used: coconut oil, baking soda, and peppermint essential oil.)

STEP 2: Pre-measure each ingredient and set it aside. (For this batch I used: 10 tbsp of coconut oil, 5 tbsp of baking soda, and about 10 drops of peppermint essential oil — I say “about” because we started with 10, and then my husband snuck in a few more.)

STEP 3: In a bowl combine the coconut oil and baking soda, a little of each at a time until it forms a paste. Add the essential oil and continue to stir it all together until thoroughly combined.

STEP 4: Transfer to a storage container.

And that’s it.

It was really very simple.

My initial reactions after trying it:

* I thought maybe the texture of the paste might be too different from what I was used to, but it wasn’t. The texture reminded me of a natural, brand-name toothpaste that I had tried before.

* The flavor was nice, not too overpowering, definitely minty.

* It just so happened that I had a cup of coffee right before I made the toothpaste. (I didn’t plan that, but it worked out to be a good test!) Once I finished brushing, I asked my husband to smell my breath for me — I was curious if he could smell the peppermint and if any of the coffee smell might be lingering. He just smelled peppermint, and no coffee!

* My teeth felt soooo smooth afterwards.

Moving forward, we (the grown ups in the house) will try it out for a while and see what we notice. I have a dentist appointment coming up in a couple of weeks, and I’m going to ask him what he thinks about this kind of toothpaste compared to store-bought. I’m also really curious to know how long the batch is going to last us.

I’d like to try out other recipes in the future. I know some people make theirs with a lot less baking soda or use different oils, for example.

Is this something you might try? Have you already made your own toothpaste before? What do you use?


A House that Love Built

We found some time this week for a fun family project (and finally got around to using a cookie house kit we purchased back in December!).

Before we started, I swapped some of the candies that came in the kit with pink and purple ones from our candy jar to make it feel a little more Valentine’s Day-ish.

My husband and I helped “construct” the house and handled of most of the icing, and then our little one took over all of the decorating!

He had so much fun with it, really concentrating on where to put each candy piece. (We noticed that some of the candy did manage to find its way to his mouth before it could become decoration! Shhh!)

Then, “teeee daaahh!” (as our son says), we finished making our family’s first Valentine’s Day project!

Once the house was finished, we cheered and clapped (took a quick photo of it), and then we had even more fun tearing it down and eating it together.

It was such a wonderful moment of hygge, so cozy and fun.

We weren’t rushing or worried about the mess.

We were spontaneous and creative and totally device free (until we needed a phone to take the picture — and that was it!), spending some fun, quality time together as a family.

I couldn’t dream of a more perfect Valentine this year! ‚̧ԳŹ


Taking a Deep Breath

It’s morning, and my toddler is still asleep. I watch him sleeping soundly, breathing deeply, and I am grateful for him and for this day that I will spend with him. I smile.

And then, I become aware of my own breathing.

I inhale.

I exhale.

I smile again.

There really is something so powerful in taking just a few seconds to concentrate on this thing we all do, all day long, usually without giving it a single thought. Inhale. Exhale.

So many of us are caught up in a million things each day. Regardless of what any of those particular things may be, regardless of who we are or where we are, I love that we can all do this same thing and find a moment of peace, a moment of gratitude, and feel the joy of a smile on our face.

I wish that for you today.


Public and Private Writing

Today, on the morning of this second day of the new year and the last day of winter break, I’m drawn to write. This is nothing new. Writing is a big part of who I am. It always has been. I imagine it always will be.

Like many other writers, as I contemplate my thoughts and capture words that pass through me in this creative process, I recognize that different kinds of writing serve different¬†purposes in my life and that the audience for whom I write changes largely depending on the topic. I have public writing — this blog is an example, and everything I write on a regular basis for work. Social media has also filled in for some of that public “sharing” and expressing of ideas as well.

I also have private writing — usually it’s handwritten, sometimes typed. It’s writing that helps me process ideas, navigate challenges, and it’s a raw record of my journey. It’s writing that I both intend to keep private, but at the same time hope¬†will eventually be for others to read. ¬†Often I wish to share these ideas out immediately because I can write about things that are hard for me to speak of, the challenges I am working though, disappointments that I face, what some people might even call hardships. In a way it would be so much easier for me to share out these experiences in real time so that friends and family can know why I may not call as often as¬†I want to or why I am not as social as I’d like to be. Perhaps it’s my nature (as an introvert), or perhaps I’m socially conditioned, either way I don’t want to burden anyone with my troubles. So that writing all stays private.

The same has been true of my most celebrated and exciting moments in my life. I’ve kept many of them private as well. I think in the same way I don’t want to bother or burden anyone with troubles, I also don’t want to brag or boast.

The thing is, as a reader I know I benefit greatly when others share their experiences through tough times, and I love to read about celebrations and expressions of joy. I read through these accounts and they help me put my own experiences into perspective; they give my ideas for how to address my own circumstances and opportunities. I know in my heart that this kind of raw, experiential writing is the most powerful writing of all. It’s something that my public writing¬†has been lacking, and I’m afraid it’s been holding me back from becoming the writer that I’m meant to be.

This blog post itself, about public and private writing, feels very personal, very private to me. It makes me wonder if our public and private writing is merely an extension of our public and private selves, and if these are fixed or fluid.

Do we as writers, as artists, ultimately need to merge these two selves? Can we be successful in our craft if we keep them apart?

A dear friend recently shared with me that she wanted to be more proactive in this new year with accomplishing the goals she’s set for herself and asked me for advice for how to do it. I was taken aback a bit, because¬†it’s honestly something I think I need work on myself (and something I write, privately, about quite often). After reflecting¬†on her request, I realized that I¬†may appear proactive and productive to others because of the¬†public writing that I share. There is, however, so much more that I’d like to do and accomplish, so much that¬†I’ve kept safely guarded¬†in my private writing.

While I can’t make any promises, and this is not a resolution, I am going to try to be more mindful and intentional this year about my writing practice. I will¬†try to push myself out of comfort zone and tackle projects that I might have shied away from before. They may not all make it out to the “public” just yet, but I am going to work on better merging these two sides of my writing process in hopes of creating more meaningful and authentic work.

Happy new year and happy writing.




Stacking the Shelves (4/30/16)

stsmall_thumb2.pngFor this week’s¬†Stacking the Shelves¬†blog¬†post, I’m very excited that, the newest books to my collection are all very different!

First, I lucked out and found a copy of The Husband’s Secret by Liane Moriarty at the library — for just one dollar!

This book has been high on my list of books-to-read for quite a while now, especially because it comes so highly recommended by two of my favorite¬†coworkers who love to talk about books, Jaime (@JC0404) and Laura (@Lagnella)! I started reading it this week and can’t wait to chat with them about it.


Next, my husband brought home a book for both of us to read called Vitamin N by Richard Louv. This book looks awesome!

It’s full of essays, resources, and ideas to connect with nature, live a healthier life, and bring happiness to our family and community.


Finally, I received a copy of Hacking Education by Mark Barnes and Jennifer Gonzalez at Edcamp Garden State today.

This book is a part of the Hack Learning Series, and I’m excited to add it to my professional collection and share the ideas I learn from it with my colleagues.


What’s new on your bookshelf this week?



Don’t Give Up! Give More.

A topic¬†I love to discuss (and read about) most is ideas: ¬†how we get ideas, creative ideas, sharing ideas, appreciating ideas, the transparency of ideas, and how one idea influences other ideas. It’s what prompted me to start writing this blog many years ago, and most recently it’s what brought me to¬†a graduate program studying the science behind Creativity and Innovation.

So I want to share a story about an idea from this morning.

There are many people who suggest keeping a notebook or other means of recording ideas near our beds so that we can write down our dreams as soon as we wake up.

This is not something I do.

(Maybe I don’t think my dreams¬†contain¬†interesting enough ideas? Maybe I don’t feel like I remember them well enough? Maybe I should just give it a try¬†anyway¬†and see where it goes?)

What does happen for me pretty consistently, however, is during the first few seconds of waking up, I tend to have new ideas or think about things in different ways than I had before. It doesn’t feel like the ideas are coming¬†from a dream; it’s not that I¬†remember¬†them¬†from anywhere. It feels much more like I’m eavesdropping on a conversation where my¬†consciousness is greeting my unconsciousness, saying, “Hey, thanks for¬†taking the night shift. I’ve got her now.”

What I do know, though, is that these ideas, the ones that occur¬†during the first few seconds when¬†I’m waking up,¬†are¬†ones that I want to write down. Like any imperfect person, sometimes I do write them down¬†and sometimes I don’t. On the days that I don’t write them down, the ideas pretty much just¬†fade away —¬†something¬†Elizabeth Gilbert might describe as¬†the idea moving along to find someone else to appreciate it¬†and give it the attention it deserves.*

On the days that I do write these early morning ideas down, they often stay with me for the rest of the day.

Like today.

The idea that awoke with me today was about giving up¬†—¬†or not giving up, rather. At this intersection of conscious and unconscious thought, I must have been thinking (or maybe dreaming?) about recent disappointments and set backs, while still hanging on to the hope that it’s not over yet, that there’s still a lot that can happen and start going well.

The thought was this:

IMG_8460.JPG“Don’t give up!
Give more.”

This idea, this juxtaposition of words, came through loudly and clearly. It was persistent, demanding that I give it my full attention.

So I did.

I thought for a while about what it means to¬†“give more,” examples of how and when we give,¬†and¬†instances for when this idea might be applicable to the context of “giving up.”

It reminded me that¬†during times when things aren’t going well — whether it’s something I’m dealing with personally or encountering through someone else¬†— it’s helpful to focus¬†on the things that are going well, and when those are hard to find, focus instead on the things that we¬†can help¬†to go well.

This of course, requires us to give more intentional thought to what we might be ready to give up on.

Though to some¬†it might seem illogical or counterintuitive — to try giving more when we feeling like giving up — it’s really not a¬†complicated idea. It’s an idea that¬†synthesizes¬†resiliency,¬†perseverance, divergent thinking, and grit.¬†It’s not about doing more of the same thing and expecting different results (Einstein’s definition of insanity); it’s about tweaking what we’ve been¬†doing, evolving,¬†pivoting, innovating a little bit so that what we¬†do has more of an impact.

It’s an idea¬†that calls to mind that no¬†matter what is happening (or not happening) for us, that instead of giving up on what we want or we’re working for, we can always¬†give more: give more¬†attention to the task, give more attempts at trying at it, give more effort into coming up with other options,¬†give more praise, give more feedback,¬†give more of ourselves to others who might need help more than we do at that moment, and (the thing that is often hardest for me) is to allow ourselves the patience to give more time¬†– whether we need the time to figure out another strategy — or simply heal.

And so with this phrase, bouncing around with me all morning, I write this blog post. And give it to you.

In the¬†way that one idea will¬†often¬†inexplicably bring us to other ideas, this idea made me think, of course, about if and how I might want to share it, but then those thoughts brought me (somehow?) not just to posting on the blog, but to the¬†idea¬†of using¬†the time-lapse feature on my iPhone and the Vine account that I set up and haven’t yet used.

So, with the creative muse still hanging out by my side, urging me to try something new, I grabbed a bucket of markers and a sheet of paper, and I filmed my first-ever time-lapsed video to post on Vine and share with you.

Right now, I’m pretty excited about having a this new¬†mantra to help me navigate through future challenges (and by sharing it, I’m ¬†hoping it helps other people, too.) I’m also a little¬†excited about the video and the Vine post. ūüėČ

I can only imagine how my day might be shaping up¬†if I hadn’t slowed down to¬†listen to, and write down, that first early-morning idea.


*An idea Gilbert writes about in her book, Big Magic.