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		<title>Good Food Memories #219</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Good Food Memories &#160; Today I let the memories start again.  With the food you see here, that is.  &#160; Who knew that they would come with a sandwich?  I&#8230;]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h1><span style="font-weight: 400;">Good Food Memories</span></h1>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Today I let the memories start again. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">With the food you see here, that is. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Who knew that they would come with a sandwich? </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">I didn’t know that this one thing was going to be a part of my day until a good food memory came to me. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The feeling of an easier time came back to me with a simple </span><a href="https://natashaskitchen.com/egg-salad-recipe/"><span style="font-weight: 400;">egg salad sandwich</span></a><span style="font-weight: 400;">. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Food has brought me strength, tasty treats, joy, sweet moments and then memories like this one today.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">And a time when a sandwich was all that was needed for the day to be perfect. Sitting next to a friend or a cousin or a sibling as a kid while we ate a sandwich. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The sudden thought came along with questions that trailed along in quick succession. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">What will happen if I actually eat an egg again? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Will this sandwich taste the same as it did when I was a kid? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">What’s the worst thing that can happen? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Am I as brave as I was as an eight-year-old? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Oh, the smile that appeared on my face almost demanded that each answer be found. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Shall we begin? </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Yes! </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">To do that I’ll let you in on a bit of history. </span></p>
<h2>There are some good food memories that have stayed as memories.</h2>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">There are some good food memories that have stayed as memories because I do not eat the same things I have in the past. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">That would include meat and most other animal products. Yes, like eggs and milk. For some reason I totally lost the taste for each of them many decades ago. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">For me to even think of this simple memory based on food is like me going back to a person I used to be and who I was with before now.  </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">I even thought about different recipes of the egg salad and then went with the one I know. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It was as if my memories showed me the way and kept it simple as the questions began to be answered. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It&#8217;s time to start by asking about what will happen. Nothing will happen! </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Isn’t that amazing? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">This idea and choice are mine, if I’m going to choose it, so let’s keep going. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Seems easy enough. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Memories are what can be done as we step into the next piece because will the sandwich even taste the same? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Perhaps that has happened to you! </span></p>
<h2>You have a good memory in your mind.</h2>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">You think about something and have a good memory in your mind. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">There is a picture of how it was before and what it should be now. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Then, there is the thought of what will happen IF it’s not the same. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Oh Lands! </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">What will happen if it’s not the same? It would be better to leave the good memory and the food in the past and not tempt fate, or the taste buds.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">And then what will happen if it IS the same. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Mmmm. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Wait, wait, wait. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The progression is building here, my friends. </span></p>
<h2>I picture the good memories of food, how it tasted in my childhood when I have the sandwich.</h2>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The worst that can happen also builds up in my mind as I picture the good memories of food, how it tasted in my childhood, how it could happen when I have the sandwich in my hand. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Could it be better than I expected?</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Now is the time for me to be present and also hold onto the memory. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">You’ll see that I am also building up to the bravery of an eight-year-old. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The final step to being in this moment also brought me to other memories. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Interestingly some of them were tied to food as well as other people who have been in my life.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Like when the </span><a href="https://juliapearce.net/2024/05/27/popcorn-popping-142/"><span style="font-weight: 400;">popcorn was popping</span></a><span style="font-weight: 400;">, and fries were being dipped in sauce with another tall kid. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Was it about the food or about the people? </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">I’m beginning to think the memories are about the people. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">That is something for us to continue thinking about as we continue. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Now is when I decided that yes, again and again, the good food memory is what I can choose today and tomorrow. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Here is what I now know. </span></p>
<h2>A good food memory doesn&#8217;t always need to stay in the past.</h2>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">A good food memory doesn’t always need to stay in the past. Sometimes, we can bring it forward again to hold it gently again. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Like the people who have been there along with the tasty treats. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Holding the sandwich in my hand felt comfy and the smile returned to my face.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">You see, each of these questions took only seconds to run through in my mind. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Then being present returned and the first bite into a soft egg salad sandwich took place. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The what-ifs were replaced with ‘oh yes, there it is’ alongside the tastes of what can be started again. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">What if that is the new part of being brave? </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Holding the good memory with what we have with us, here and now. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">I’m here to do it with you, my friends.</span></p>
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		<title>Up to Higher Ground #196 </title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2025 22:24:42 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[The Rhythm of Life]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Up to Higher Ground &#160; Another space is here for me.  &#160; It seems that it comes even when I love where I am.  &#160; Even when I have become&#8230;]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h1><span style="font-weight: 400;">Up to Higher Ground</span></h1>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Another space is here for me. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It seems that it comes even when I love where I am. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Even when I have become quite comfy with the steps that have become known to me. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The sun is showing me the way again this time so I will go with it as it is also going up to a higher ground. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Being at the end of this space is also being near the beginning of a new one so I will go forward with that in my rhythm. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">This time, what the sun showed me came as the peak of summer rolled into view and I sat with the one who is my compass star. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">We were sitting in our comfy places and asking what we could do next. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Comfort is the thing we had created in our spaces to be able to bring a pause. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The sun had been shining high above just moments before and now it was time to talk.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">This came as we developed a deeper way to take our discussion up a notch. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Love can do that, and it did for us. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Do you believe in love that can last for a lifetime? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">I do. In fact, what you may also see here is a twinkle of what can last even longer than that. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The light is catching our eyes, and we are in the middle of life. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Not too sparkly, not too pristine. Life was moving fast this day, so a picture was taken quickly before the moment was gone. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">This was something I learned to do decades ago so it continues now. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Capture the light and shine and keep going. </span></p>
<h2>I go with the flow and rhythm of going up to a higher ground.</h2>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">There is a song that comes to me often when I go with the flow and rhythm of going up to a higher ground. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THpkPLfx_Bs"><span style="font-weight: 400;">You Take Me Up by the Thompson Twins</span></a><span style="font-weight: 400;"> starts with a toe tapping beat and quickly adds in more as the lyrics bring in a story. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It is one that weaves through hard work, friends and love.  </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">There is a part of this song that brings both a solo then the harmony of a group together. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Let’s think about that for a moment. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Can life be like that? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Being on your own in hard work can make some people go around and around. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Planning, scheduling, being in all the places on your own. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It is also where a person is able to know what to do next, how to get things completed and the joy of finding their resilience. </span></p>
<h2>Is this when higher ground is found?</h2>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Is this when higher ground is found? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Looking for someone to join you on the daily grind of life can be another piece to think about going solo. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Or to join someone for an adventure once in a while.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">When is there a time to bring in others to help go up to higher ground? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">For me, deciding when to plan on my own and when to bring on someone is part of what this song brings to me each time I turn up the volume and dance. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Hard work is what I have relied on for another lifetime and what I have been able to count on. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It’s up to me and the hours I put in.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Yet this doesn’t really create harmony when seeking a way to take others up to a higher ground. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Oh yeah. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">That’s what this can also be all about. Not only putting myself in or taking myself out. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">There was a childhood song before and now it is time to go into this next version of the space. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">My heart is no longer at odds with hard work as the rhythm of life as it is also about friends. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">In fact, the glimmer of life is all about this</span><a href="https://juliapearce.net/2022/10/25/youre-my-best-friend-63/"><span style="font-weight: 400;"> best friend</span></a><span style="font-weight: 400;"> as we go about life with love.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">I will go back to this again and again.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Having friends who will have your back, side and all your pieces. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">That is the work of this realm. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Coming up to higher ground where the two steps of this dance feel joyful, with next answers and alongside all who want to be here.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Let the sun show you what is possible as you go to your higher ground. </span></p>
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