Miss Mindful Maniac – the gal behind the blog


Welcome! I’m so happy you’re here. My name’s Haley, and for some context, I might not be what you’d consider the ‘typical’ mindfulness go-to person. Enlightened, Mellow or cool as a cucumber aren’t exactly the first words that pop to mind when I’m describing myself. Words that do pop to mind? Passionate, energetic, planner, extrovert,  wear-my-heart-on-my-sleeve.

For the longest time, I didn’t identify myself as someone who had a deep connection to mindfulness. I pack my schedule to the brim, don’t keep my spaces particularly tidy, and get really distracted at many of the meditation seminars and yoga classes I’ve been to. I used to think that tranquility just “belonged” to certain types of people who had managed to achieve it, myself not included. My “stress cycle,” if you will, looked a little bit like this: stress a little, pile more things on, stress a lot, pile more things on, stress a whole bunch, forget to eat properly, forget that saying “no” to people is an option, pile more “must-do”s onto my plate, get frustrated, and then a short intense phase that involves a combination of intense gym workouts, buying myself an Odwalla, a few good cries, and attempting to “re-set”.

Over and over this cycle would repeat itself in times of high stress, and I kept on telling myself: “Someday, after I’ve managed to check everything off my to-do list, I’ll try and figure out how to incorporate self-care and mindfulness into this jam-packed life”

But as some of you may be aware, to-do lists never actually  reach that feeling of completion, and that “someday” never comes if you don’t make it happen yourself.

After a few significant life transitions, (moving back across the country, re-starting my local social circle, beginning grad school, entering into a long-distance relationship, facing the peaks and valleys of a full-on career change, etc) something interesting (and crummy) happened. I got a really, really, really bad bout of anxiety. Like, anxiety that ruled my mindset, and not something that an Odwalla could fix. My mind became a storm of generating worst case scenarios, and the optimism that I used to identify myself with began to rapidly wane. Something needed to change, stat.

I took seminars on self-care. I researched and attended meditation classes in the Bay Area. I spoke about confronting fear & anxiety at personal growth workshops. I challenged the heck out of myself to live outside my comfort zone, and I made “self-care” a regular part of my lexicon.

In my journey to feel more like myself and less like Little Miss “What If,” I learned that mindfulness isn’t some experience that “belongs” to any one type of person, but rather is a concept that each and every one of us can interact with, explore, and bring into the seemingly-too-crowded nooks and crannies of our lives.

In my journey to feel more like myself and “live my best life,” if you will, I learned that mindfulness isn’t a destination, but rather a practice,

This blog is all about uncovering fun, easy, do-try-this-at-home self-care and mindfulness tips that don’t require a radical lifestyle change, It’s about realizing that no matter what kind of life you lead, there is always time to be your own ally, and there are a panoply of ways to feel revived in the midst of any kind of schedule.

And now for the quick facts about me:

Name: Haley
Hometown: San Francisco
Current City: San Francisco
Age: 29
Profession: Teacher
Sign: Leo
Interests: Photography (Instagram style); cooking; travel; hiking
Favorite food: Burrito
Karaoke song: “Wannabe” By Spice Girls
Favorite Flower: Gerber Daisy
Favorite Movie: Mrs. Doubtfire and/or Ferris Bueller’s Day Off