LitFox Flow

Tag: Slow Living

  • Softness is a Superpower

    Softness is a Superpower

    No… really.

    I want to get one thing clear:

    Softness isn’t weakness.

    It’s not laziness. It’s not passivity. It’s not a lack of ambition.

    Softness is a strength.

    It’s being rooted in your worth without needing to shout.

    It’s knowing you could hustle—but choosing peace instead.

    It’s honoring your body when it whispers “rest.”

    It’s having the courage to be kind in a world that constantly tells you to compete, prove, and push.

    For a long time, I thought being soft meant I wasn’t strong enough.

    I tried to do more, be louder, keep up.

    But all that ever brought me was burnout, resentment, and a version of myself I didn’t even recognize.

    Now? I’m choosing a different kind of power.

    A quieter kind. A slower kind. A sacred kind.

    The kind that says:

    • I can be successful and gentle

    • I can take up space without forcing anything

    • I can live a meaningful life without exhausting myself to prove it

    Softness doesn’t mean shrinking.

    It means knowing how to expand from your center.

    This blog is part of that practice for me—showing up gently. Creating without pressure. Letting my words be enough.

    So here’s your gentle invitation this week:

    ✨ Say no without apologizing.

    ✨ Rest without guilt.

    ✨ Speak kindly to yourself.

    ✨ Choose softness where you’d normally tense up.

    And notice what happens.

    Because softness? It changes everything.

    With love and soft rebellion,

    Lindsay

    🔥🦊

  • What If Joy Was a Habit, Not a Reward?

    What If Joy Was a Habit, Not a Reward?

    What if joy wasn’t something we earned after we worked hard, cleaned the kitchen, hit the word count, paid the bills, or checked all the boxes?

    What if joy was a daily rhythm—woven in like breath, not bolted on like a prize?

    I’ve been sitting with this idea a lot lately:

    What if joy is a habit, not a reward?

    Not some far-off destination, but a quiet practice I return to every day. A way of seeing. A way of being.

    Joy doesn’t have to be big or performative or “aesthetic.”

    It can be:

    • Stirring your tea slowly

    • Choosing the playlist that makes your shoulders drop

    • Letting yourself pause before rushing to the next task

    • Saying no without explaining

    • Laughing at something really dumb because it felt good in your body

    For me, building a joy practice isn’t about “finding” time for joy…

    It’s about giving joy permission to exist in the spaces that are already here.

    And if I’m honest? Sometimes it feels rebellious.

    Because the world tells us that joy is something you get after being productive. After being useful. After suffering a little.

    But I’m not here for that timeline anymore.

    I want joy in the middle of the mess.

    In the mundane.

    In the morning when nothing went right.

    In the five-minute breath between tasks.

    Even in laundry. (Sometimes. Sort of.)

    So I’m starting to build a new habit. Not a perfect one. Not a Pinterest one.

    Just a habit of noticing where joy already wants to show up.

    Maybe that’s what this blog is, honestly—

    A joy practice, disguised as writing.

    A way to remind myself (and you, if you’re reading this):

    We don’t have to wait.

    Joy can happen right here.

    Right now.

    With love and a quiet rebellion,

    Lindsay

    🔥🦊

  • Welcome to LitFox Flow: The Joy of Joining In

    Welcome to LitFox Flow: The Joy of Joining In

    Welcome to LitFox Flow—a place where my writing, crafting, and curiosity get to breathe.

    This blog is the beginning of something I’ve been quietly dreaming of for a while now… a rhythm, a ritual, a soft place to land each week.

    Not for the algorithm. Not for the hustle. Not for the corporate grind.

    But for the joy of joining in—what I lovingly call JOJI, the optimistic sister of FOMO.

    Every Monday, I’ll be sharing a little something from where I am:

    • a reflection from the week

    • a peek into my writing or creative process

    • a ritual I’m practicing

    • or maybe just a soft pause to catch our breath

    There are so many pieces of me that want space to exist—poetry, slow living, joy habits, cozy mystery writing, handmade wraps, deep thoughts, silly thoughts, sacred thoughts. And this? This is the space where they all get to sit down, sip tea, and flow together.

    I don’t know exactly what this will become.

    And I kind of love that.

    What I do know is: this will be a space of warmth, wonder, and wild permission.

    For you to be real. For me to be soft. For us to be curious.

    And for creativity to feel like home again.

    So thank you for being here.

    If you stay a while, I hope you feel like you’ve stepped into something both gentle and alive.

    Here’s to slow Mondays, small magics, and tiny revolutions.

    Here’s to words, wonder, and foxglove.

    With love,

    Lindsay

    🔥🦊