IndigoBlue Magazine February 2023

Our festivities of the holiday season are behind us and now we take a serious look at the coming year. Did we make resolutions? If so, do we feel empowered to keep them? In this issue our authors delve deeper into finding our purpose and generating peace in our lives. We learn ways to assuage our fears and cultivate inner calm through personal experiences and ageless wisdom. We hope you find the tools and resources you need to make this year a great one. We remain committed to helping our readers achieve their goals, maintain their health and wellness, and establish lasting, healthy relationships.…

Our festivities of the holiday season are behind us and now we take a serious look at the coming year. Did we make resolutions? If so, do we feel empowered to keep them? In this issue our authors delve deeper into finding our purpose and generating peace in our lives. We learn ways to assuage our fears and cultivate inner calm through personal experiences and ageless wisdom. We hope you find the tools and resources you need to make this year a great one. We remain committed to helping our readers achieve their goals, maintain their health and wellness, and establish lasting, healthy relationships.…

In 1953, French author Jean Giono published The Man Who Planted Trees, a small fable that spiraled into something much bigger. This timeless story is set in 1913, years before the First World War. The narrator, who readers believed to be Giono himself, embarks upon a hike across a barren landscape in Provence, France. A chance meeting with a shepherd named Edzeard Bouffier changes his life completely. He watches the shepherd sorting and planting hundreds of acorns as he walks through the wilderness. He experiences a deep sense of peace just being there and observing the man go about planting trees. When the author returns to the same place a decade later, he is surprised to see a young forest slowly spreading over the valley. This ‘change’ was a result…

In 1953, French author Jean Giono published The Man Who Planted Trees, a small fable that spiraled into something much bigger. This timeless story is set in 1913, years before the First World War. The narrator, who readers believed to be Giono himself, embarks upon a hike across a barren landscape in Provence, France. A chance meeting with a shepherd named Edzeard Bouffier changes his life completely. He watches the shepherd sorting and planting hundreds of acorns as he walks through the wilderness. He experiences a deep sense of peace just being there and observing the man go about planting trees. When the author returns to the same place a decade later, he is surprised to see a young forest slowly spreading over the valley. This ‘change’ was a result of…

The twenties are a weird age. I’m eating mac n’ cheese for lunch while watching my friend, Bird*, and her toddler sit on the floor, reading Go, Dog. Go! while her other baby smacks the book. Bird and I are both twenty-four. She has a house, a husband, and two kids, whereas I just moved out of my parent’s place to live in an apartment with my plants. In two weeks, Bird will move to the opposite end of the world and won’t be back until we’re thirty. Today, she wants to festoon her house with homemade decorations as a last hurrah, a final celebration here in the States. I loathe the holiday songs on the radio in the background that tell us to feel magical because “the holidays are…

Overcoming Self-Comparison Prettiest eyes, best smile, most beautiful…Those are just some of the awards you hear rattled off during the crowning of a glitz beauty pageant. If you didn’t win one of those awards, it felt like you were being labeled the one with the worst smile, least beautiful…And the winner for each award would strut to the X marked on stage and smile while the rest of the contestants stood in a line hoping to hear their name called next. I was fortunate to enter pageants on a regular basis and do well, but I vividly remember the sting of feeling less worthy than the contestants that placed higher. I am now in my twenties and still haven’t fully outgrown this. The feeling has just manifested in other areas…