Old Soul Stuck In The New World

Fiction made my expectations too high and beautiful things set my sights far off. I like strong coffee and jazz music

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Martin, Tennessee Sustainably

My four years at university helped me to discover my passions, meet the love of my life, and of course get an education. However, my four years in university also helped me discover some of the ways that small towns can be home to unique resources for sustainability. If you’re new to my story, you may not know that my sustainability journey began in college. It was a slow transition, but I had…

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My Sustainability Wish List

My Sustainability Wish List

“Don’t forget to grab…”

“Be sure to pick up…”

“I’d kind of like…”

“We should try…”

“I really want…”

You know how it goes. You hear these things in your head while wandering down the aisles of stores and before you know it, your $10 trip turned into a $100 trip. Impulse shopping and shopping while hungry are the mortal enemies of the sustainability movement. For that reason and…

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Little Green Kia

Imagine going 70 down the interstate and you look over, only to notice that’s the fourth Kia Soul to drive past you. For some reason, people are still buying and driving the toaster-looking, thimble-sized, hamster home and I’m one of those people.

I drive a 2012 Green Kia Soul that I affectionately call “Yoshi” and other than the fact that it’s one of my favorite colors, it treats me well…

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Little things, big impact

Little things, big impact

Today, while talking with a coworker, I had a realization that somehow, has alluded me for many months of my low-waste journey.

Here’s what I noticed: some people have never considered some of the small things they can do to go low-waste and some people don’t know there’s even a need for that change.

For example, two of my coworkers have fast food every work day. That’s two plastic straws,…

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Swaps in progress

I feel like I have to remind myself of this all the time, so maybe it will help to share it with you all as well.

Living a low-waste lifestyle, or going zero-waste, or living more sustainably (however you prefer to refer to it) does not and cannot happen overnight.

So as a means of encouragement for myself and hopefully for some of you, my followers, I decided to start keeping a few posts…

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Quarantine Routine- My Way

I think one of the hard things for me about being under a safer-at-home “order” is just trying to find a new form of normal. I like routine, schedules, and having plans, so feeling stuck with less structure was a struggle for me the first week or so of Tennessee’s unofficial/semi-official quarantine.

I say it that way, because if you haven’t been following along with Tennessee’s news, we’re…

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Coffee a la Café du Monde

During the last few weeks, as I’ve been stuck at home, I’ve found myself craving coffee from all of the different places I’ve visited.

One of those places, with the most distinct taste, is Café du Monde in New Orleans, Louisiana.

Part of my husband’s family lives in LA (Hey Granny and Aunt Jill!) and the first time they welcomed me to their city, there was one place on my bucket list- Café…

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Sanka Coffee advertisement, LIFE Magazine, January 25, 1960

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types of people: drinks

tea: cracked spines of leather-bound classics, ink smudged against the side of their hand, pastel stationary, silk pillows, rosewater

wine: ivy clinging onto faded red bricks, laughing too loudly, cigarettes burns on the arms of old leather sofas, watching old movies

cocktail: the view of the clouds through an airplane window, lost momentos, nights illuminated by neon signs

ale: woodsmoke, tiptoeing over creaky floorboards, tall grass being blown in the wind, grass stains, jumping into cold water

coffee: waves crashing against rocky cliffs, crumpled up love letters, long walks through quiet museums

hot chocolate: curling up in oversized armchairs with a good book, sitting in front of a cackling fire, bullet journaling, cherry blossom petals floating through the wind

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I had a tumblr for about 6 years and deleted it a few months ago after not touching it in a year, today I made a new one. Oops. Welcome to the mess of me trying to figure out what I had on here.

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Yes.

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lol when endometriosis and other reproductive diseases are only taken seriously when they cause infertility because we live in a society that only cares about women’s health when it comes to being able to pop out a baby and not the debilitating pain these women endure everyday 

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An Old Soul finds disinterest in activities of their own age group. They feel as though they need not to participate, because they have in fact experienced this before. Therefore, an Old Soul will most likely be quite independent, often a wanderlust, because he or she will feel bounded to experience their unknown. Often to be confused with loneliness, but in fact not. Because this Old Soul has the love of thousands of beings and lifetimes before.

Love yourself for not all others will love you.

But you are love in the flesh.

Always,

Si.

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