My November Heart

It’s early, the first day of November and my heart is full and filled with many tiny scars and shreds of sadness. My Dad has been gone for nearly 4 months now and this is his birthday month. He never wanted anyone to make a fuss of his birthday. A day of fishing and being in the wilderness of Maine was all he really ever wanted to do.

I have decided to dedicate this month (and every month, really) to making my Dad proud of me for being 44 years old and starting a new business from scratch, doing it all by myself. I want to grow, evolve and create a wonderful community of creators that want to add more love into the world. It will be a sort of gift to my Dad on his birthday.

Let’s go back a little to October, shall we?

My recent trip to France was the most magical trip filled with the most genuine and authentic inspiration I have ever experienced. The European lifestyle is not new to me, after all I lived there for over 15 years but this time it felt different. I saw it through the lens of being a witness to the world around me and took the time to savor it all and absorb the vibe, fully.

We ate amazing food grown right there in the Dordogne region. We drank wine that was better than anything I have ever had. I stood side by side with the most incredible artisan baker who made all his sourdough bread off grid. Only a tiny light run by a generator. This was not only humbling but it was so simple it brought me to tears. We here in America make everything so extravagant when really, very little is required.

My November heart thanks the October heart for being open to the lessons, the new things, the changed and growth that are becoming more apparent every day.

My Dad would have loved that I was able to deepen my knowledge of bread and explore new ways of being creative and making a life for my family.

You see, when I had an idea my Mom and my Dad were the first people I would call. My Mom is my cheerleader and my Dad worked with me on execution and strategy. They are both very creative in their own way and now it is a little different without my Dad a phone call away. I am grateful my Mom is still thriving and continues to be an inspiration to me.

One day I went on a walk, no phone, no ear buds, just me and nature. I don’t know about you, but I feel much more connected to my ideas when I am outside. It is as if all distractions become dust and what is left is the wind, birdsong and the sway of the giant pines and something just felt different. On this day I knew my Dad was guiding me from above. He is always here to remind me, “it’s ok honey, you just keep going and it will all work out. “ This was his saying to me all the time. Every. Single. Time. So, I will keep going. My heart might be sad but my future doesn’t have to be.

My Dad has inspired me to create new ways of being helpful. I have taken you, my community as a muse and sat with many ideas for a very long time now. Years in fact.

The fabric of my life has been woven with the thread of helpfulness. I want to take what I know and help other people understand and learn how to do it. I want to add value, and a boat load of it.

Still life fruit with a custom preset coming soon. 

As I said before, November is dedicated to being helpful (and probably very gritty) I will be gathering materials and sharing them with YOU to help you live intentionally with the creativity that flows in your veins.

If you think you are a bad writer I am going to remind you that you are capable of expressing beautiful works.

If you believe you aren’t a good bread baker I am going to show you that you can make amazing and healthy bread.

If you think you cannot capture a moment to save your life I am going to lead you to the place that you never knew existed.

If you believe you are not capable of amazing things I will be here to remind you that you indeed are and it has been waiting for you all this time.

How will this look? Well, that is in the works. What I do know is this, it will be a community and I will be sharing everything I know to boost you to a world you never knew existed.

As I wipe my tears from the space bar I invite you to sit and ponder a few things as will I .

How do you want to be remembered in this life?

Are you willing to create a conversation within your own heart that makes you want to create wonder every single day?

Here’s to November and my sweet Dad. May you rest in peace knowing we love you so very much. You changed our lives and gave us so much to savor for the rest of our life.

My Dad, me and Oskar in Maine. 2023

I wish you all a beautiful first day of November. May it move you from a space of doubt to belief.
Let me know in the comments what you would like to know about me or what is something you have always wanted to learn how to do.

With love,

Jocelyn x