Lady Miss Neptune living an abundant life and savoring all of it’s blissful moments. An Instagram tale of love, passion, color, inspiration, art, and two cities. Follow the Instagram feed here.
FOR DAYS SHE ATE BROWNIES
The gift from Evalina proved to be quite fruitful. She now had an abundance of purple beet brownies. Luckily, beets were one of her most favorite foods in the entire world! So no worries!
For days, she made beautifully decadent beet parfaits and healthy purple brownie shakes. In the morning, she would sprinkle her oatmeal with purple crumbles. And at night, warm brownie pudding was all she needed to end her day on a purple note.
From the start, she knew she’d make the best out of the entire batch.
There was a knock at the door. Who could it possibly be? She wasn’t expecting anyone?
She calmly opened the doors. There stood an elderly lady holding a plate of purple baked goods. She looked to be about 80… possibly 90. One could never quite tell… She wore the most fanciful hat and a funky outfit of purple and blue and had the brightest green eyes anyone ever did see! Her smile was contagious and fit for a queen. All the while, the twinkle in her eyes shone for the world to see.
“Hello. I am Evalina from next door”, greeted the old lady. She had the slightest French and German accent. “My apologies for not coming by any sooner, but I’ve been caught up training for the next annual marathon. I finally got a chance to stay home today, so I thought I’d bake you these purple chewy-gooey choco-chip beet brownies! The beets came straight from my garden. Welcome to the neighborhood, my dear!” Evalina then planted a kiss on her new neighbor’s cheek.
Thanking Evalina for her kindness was the least one could do. She bid the old woman to come in for some tea and conversation. Both ladies sat at the kitchen table and talked away into the afternoon, while enjoying their purple beet brownies paired with warm chai tea. It was the start of a beautiful new friendship!
The new home studio was coming together. It was the first room she dedicated to finish. There she would brainstorm to create the ideal career she’d always wanted.
A new job was not what she wanted. She’d been there, done that. She loved art and she loved design. She knew somewhere out there someone would love her vision. She rounded up a few ideas and put a small business plan together. Her business plan consisted of all that she liked to do. She would no longer bury her talents. She was on a mission to share her vision and spread her joy. She was on a mission to beautify the world!
This was the first time she walked through this vast city park. It was odd to be surrounded by so much nature while still being within city limits. Could there really be such a thing??? She could get used to this! 😊
Oh, how she loved Frick Park!
All throughout were extensive trails, steep valleys, and wooded slopes. The tranquility of the walk, the immensity of these mighty trees, and the energy of protection emanating from the forest made all her cares and worries seem so insignificant. It never failed. Nature always had a way of putting things in perspective!
For hours, she was lost in this enchanted forest and she could not care to be found.
The fridge was empty. It required her usual stockpile of goodies. The take-out she lived on for the past few days was getting tiresome. She needed her staple fruits and veggies before she withered away! She stopped putting it off and finally made time to grocery shop. It was a fun task but she always made sure she went fully prepared. She armed herself with a list and went at a time she was not particularly hungry. Otherwise, those pesky treats would call out to her and they would have their way. This time she made sure they would not hold court in her kitchen!
A stroll around the neighborhood was the call of the hour. What sights and sounds waited to be discovered? What yummy surprises waited to be devoured? She put on her walking shoes and headed out to acquaint herself with a charming new community!
She had her work cut out for her. There was so much to do. How would she ever get out from underneath all of the boxes, the cleaning, painting, decorating, and gardening? She wanted to start her new life in this new city as soon as possible, but felt held back and overwhelmed by all of the housework tugging at her.
“If I only had some help”, she sighed. But help was nowhere to be found.
After meditating long and hard, she heard an inner voice state “Rome was not built in a day. Through your patience more beauty will unfold.” She would simply have to take it one day at a time, one project at a time.
She felt the anxiety leaving her to be replaced by a strong sense of calm and purpose. She had a vision and it would fruition. The fun was in the unfolding. The fun lied in the process. She relaxed and began to enjoy the ride.
The house waited for her arrival. It stood there as it always had for the past 100 years, but it sensed something gleeful was about to happen with this new resident. It was a modest two-story brick house on a medium sized plot in an area called Regent Square. Large enough for all her needs and small enough to not get overwhelmed. What she loved the most about it was the blank slate that it provided. Its former residents had taken good care, but left much to be embellished. Oh what visions she already had for this beauty. She saw colors. Lots of color. She saw flowers. Lots of flowers. She could not wait to roll up her sleeves and get started.
“Oh what fun this will be!”, she exclaimed. “This will be my labor of love. This will be my masterpiece!”
NYC TO PITTSBURGH
Life had come to a standstill and change was nowhere near. A new way of life was calling her. It left numerous messages on her internal voicemail, which for a while she chose to ignore. Earlier messages started out as small whispers, but at this point, they had turned into full-blown, loud and lengthy shouting fits that she could no longer ignore. A new way of life was calling again. She finally chose to answer the call.
She knew she had to stop the endless cycle. And so she began to create her own changes. For starters, she had to move away. It was a love-hate relationship she had with this big city. At times it inspired her. At times it wore her down. Right now all she knew was she had to leave. She knew she’d be back, as this was her post. But for now challenge and change were both so necessary. She packed a few things and made her way down to the smaller city.
A new way of life had called. And she finally chose to call back! It was time for another one of her bold, friendly, and deep conversations with life.