Category Archive for "Organic Living"

6 Months In and It’s Kinda Sorta Maybe Starting to Feel Like Home, I Think

Six months has flown by. Our lease is already half up. We barely feel moved in. We flew home to Las Vegas last month to visit family and hold some essential oils events. While we were there we rummaged through my mama’s attic, condensing the remaining artifacts of our previous life, trying to cut ties to what we no longer want to carry around with us but can’t stand to throw away. I found my Pinterest-before-Pinterest-existed files, Zeb’s baby clothes, love letters from middle school, books upon books, 47 photo albums from back in the day when we used to actually develop our photos, memorabilia that never found its own scrapbook, and random piles of utter shit that came with no explanation as to why we stored it in the first place. All in all we were able to pare it down to under a dozen boxes, shrink-wrap it to…

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My Wisdom, My Bullshit (and showing up for the right one)

I leave in just a couple hours, and I haven’t packed or even done laundry. I’ve been rushing through all the things I need to do before I leave because once I’m gone I’m actually going to be 100% gone. Off the grid. Seven days. Nothing but meditation. No email. No Facebook or Instagram. No internet whatsoever. I’m not even going to bring my phone. [Insert wide-eyed look of fear here.] Unless there is a bonafide emergency – something that (heaven forbid) involves a hospital or a mortuary – I will have zero contact with anyone but my own Self and the few others who will be on this little “retreat” with me. (That alone is a big deal. I can’t remember ever being out of contact with Justin or Zeb for more than 24 hours.) It’s not really a retreat, in the way we’ve come to see retreats. It’s…

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All the Subtle Ways I’ve Ruined Celebrations

Isn’t it funny how you don’t even realize how much something sucks the life and the joy (or maybe just the potential) out of the something until you stop doing it? When Michelle and Jessica asked me to share about Celebrations I kinda cringed a little. I have a long track record of unconsciously screwing up some great moments. But true to form, Life spoke through my BS and told me I am only here to share my own story. And since my left-brain side likes to count things out, what better way to speak then to list all the ways I’ve ruined celebrations, and how I’m learning through them. 1. Insisting they weren’t necessary I did this for a very long time. “Oh, I don’t want anything for Mother’s Day.” “No, it’s just a birthday; not a big deal.” This was something I stared right in the face a…

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The 6 Tools I’m Using to Move Through the Ricki Lake Jitters

Sorry to leave everyone hanging. I’ve had a million well-wishes and a million questions, but Life has been keeping me dancing to about 14 songs at once and I haven’t had the time to jump back on here before now. There is so much happening in our world. So many new developments and opportunities keeping us on our toes. And this one. This one is one of the biggest. It feels really silly to say that. It’s a daytime talk show. It’s not Barbara Walters. It’s something I wouldn’t have even considered had it not been Ricki Lake, a woman I admire and respect for the work she’s done in the birthing community. Because of that I get a sense of her heart and her intentions and I’m not worried about sensationalization – this isn’t Jerry after all. So it both is and isn’t a big deal, and my spirit…

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I Have This Whole Other Side (And It’s Going on the Ricki Lake Show)

I can really trace this all back to embracing (I can’t quite say “choosing” cuz Life wasn’t exactly giving me much of a choice) my Guiding Word of Surrender. Life has walked (is still walking) me through a long series of examining and releasing and realigning. It’s been a quiet, still sort of process, like quietly watching a movie screen flitting across the inside of my eyelids, asking me to view with openness the areas in which I was not listening, the expectations I had that were not working, the personal dogma I was walking on a very long leash, the ducking out of the banquet I was doing before it was my turn to make the toast, the ways in which I was battening down the hatches of my lips and not allowing myself to just speak in real terms about Who I Am and what I do. The…

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5 Cool New Places You Can Find Me {Like Problogger!}

I’ve been getting around a little lately, collaborating with some new peeps and having some fun with it. I felt like I was so swamped with the OP e-course I just didn’t have a chance to network and collaborate with anyone for a good chunk of the year. Or I haven’t had a chance to share them. Boo. This afternoon the rad Christie Inge joined us on the Organic Tribe tele-circle to talk about what she does best: intuitive eating, honoring your body, and making peace with food {she was even rad enough to send some extra goodies too}, and reminding me again how much I love her, her work, her voice. If you haven’t checked her out, please do. I think you’ll love her. {If you’re part of the Tribe/Sisterhood, grab the recording from your downloads!} Here’s where I’ve been myself lately: Problogger: 6 Practices to Overcome Your Fears…

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The Life Lessons of Purple Hair

I did something I haven’t done since I was a teenager. I applied chemicals to my head, drained the tips of color, and filled it back in with purple. Yes, I’m the “Organic Sister”…my life orbiting around the natural, the innate, the organic, the mindful. And I bleached and colored my hair. (@tarawagner on Instagram) I don’t use shampoo. I don’t condition. I don’t use styling product or tools. (I use water, and my fingertips, and that be all, folks.) I cut it myself and I intentionally avoid products because, quite frankly, figuring out what’s safe and what’s not is a royal pain in the arse and why bother when it’s not really necessary. Having dreads for almost 4 years got me into this habit of minimalism. Then, shaving my head placed me square in the habit of fully alive. Still, it’s sort of a big deal for me, being…

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Pssst! We Have a Free Ebook Over on SBS!

Did you know Justin and I run a second site together, Sustainable Baby Steps? It’s my more practical side wrapped up in its own website. Sustainable Baby Steps is dedicated to guiding you to live a healthy, happy, meaningful life…without overwhelming you with information, costing an arm and a leg or sacrificing what really matters: a life worth sustaining! And we now have a free ebook we’re offering to get you started! Click here for Strategies to Save Money (Without Sacrificing Your Health, Happiness or Values)

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External Reflections of an Internal Joy (My Thoughts on Meaningful Consumerism)

Tiffani and I were sitting on the edge of my bed when I had the epiphany (I’m calling it “The Epiphany with Tiffani”.) We were looking through my closet trying to find the perfect thing to wear during the dready photoshoot when she said something extremely obvious along the lines of “Pick something that reflects you and that you feel really good in” and I realized how much I felt “comfortable” in or “okay” in, but nothing to fit her description. I started talking about how much of my clothing I don’t actually *love* or that doesn’t fit me well and how much I dislike to shop because I can never find what I want and love, when it hit me that I had my closet and my head so full of what I didn’t want that I had no space in either for what I did! I know the…

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3 Year Dread Anniversary!

Guess what?! My dreads are 3 years old, as of May 17/18! Well, most of them. I felt like making a little video to talk about how things are going, what they’re doing and what this past year has taught me. I also thought it might be fun to create a little game called Count How Many Times Tara Can Say Um in 8 Minutes. Taking shots is purely optional. Other dread-y links you dreaded folks might want: A Radical Change in First Impressions I Am Not My Hair One Year Old Dreads Two Years and Authenticity FAQ About My Dreads No ‘Poo for Dreadlocks And photos of my dreads….  

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