Hi, I’m Ariel Grace Snapp

arielI am an experience design strategist, mom, artist, writer and generally creative gal.

I like to share my art and beautiful quotes, wisdom, poems and tips from myself and other brilliant people around crafting your personal story, philosophy, spirituality, creativity, motivation, the power of our senses, the beauty of attention, life by design, leadership, intentional living and more.

I keep trying to simplify, but that’s just not my truth. My truth is creative unfolding, opening and limitless potential. I cannot be boxed in, besides in that picture you see here :) Mostly, I refuse to be limited, who am I to limit all that is possible?

For my job, I presently lead a software design team creating stellar user experiences for enterprise software.

I also help people unlock creativity in order to feel happier, tell better stories and make a larger impact on the world.

 

Meant for Me

Posted by on 1:05 am in Being You | 0 comments

Rilke, I,12 from The Book of Hours I believe in all that has never yet been spoken. I want to free what waits within me  so that what no one has dared to wish for may for once spring clear without my contriving. If this is arrogant, God, forgive me, but this is what I need to say. May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children. Then in these swelling and ebbing currents, these deepening tides moving out, returning, I will sing you as no one ever has, streaming through widening channels...

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Realness

Posted by on 11:11 am in Poetry | 0 comments

This knowing That lies within Sings soft whispers of presence Yet you still look beyond Hope filling your chest With sparkle Without it, could you be fully you? Embrace it all without projecting what you want from life? Could you accept each precious moment And stop pushing, trying and wishing For a future that is more than the fullness of now? Sometimes a projection of what may be just takes hold of you from seemingly nowhere Enchants you with its promises Kissing your aching wounds Freeing you from uncertainty But it is always an illusion...

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WDS 2014, Just the Kick I Needed

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WDS 2014, Just the Kick I Needed

I just spent the best time in Portland, Oregon for the World Domination Summit. Besides touring Portland’s lavender booths at the farmers market, berry picking at Sauvie Island, and forest park’s enchantments with my sister and her boyfriend, I had two full days of conference inspiration and delights. One of the most inspiring talks for me was from Jadah Sellner, from Simple Green Smoothies. Her poetry was real and raw. Her story was too. She did not sugar coat it with coconut low glycemic sugar. She inspired me to focus, really...

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Stop trying to make sense. Be Sense.

Posted by on 11:11 am in Daily Me | 0 comments

Stop trying to make sense. Be Sense.

My transformation has been moving from making sense to feeling all my senses and listening to the wisdom of the dance of life. The more I really smell yummy scents – foods, spices, air, essential oils, flowers, the more I feel good. The more I relax my muscles. The more I integrate tiny, sensory relaxation techniques like meditation, dance, song, painting, into my day, the more I feel...

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Pay Close Attention

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Pay Close Attention

As it turns out, we create our entire life. We can either do that haphazardly or on purpose. With so much stimuli in our life, it can be hard to know WHAT to pay attention to. At a conference I went to, someone asked me, “How do you know what breadcrumbs to follow.” I replied, “All roads lead to Rome.” In other words, if you follow a hunch and assign its meaning in your life, write it down, think about it and record, you can begin to form a thread of meaning for your life. It is often confusing and winding and weird,...

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All That Matters

Posted by on 11:11 am in Poetry | 0 comments

Lucid awareness drifting Words flowing I must get up, write this down Remember But it slips away The pillow’s comforts tickling my ears My child’s cries jolting me in and out  Holding her soft hands around my neck I know the meaning of life again I breathe into these truths I know that this is It It is enough To be and have love  Why do we pretend to need more? Distractions clutter our minds Distorting realness Clouding what is And love waits quietly She waits for you to ...

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When a Woman Speaks

Posted by on 7:40 pm in Poetry | 0 comments

when a woman speaks heed listen her voice may be cracking aching to be heard rusty from the silence of ages of indifference when a women speaks heed listen there is magic in her words tales of forgotten desires broken dreams and shattered worlds when a woman speaks  heed listen she longs for loving ears to hold her aching heart in grace and return the silence to the...

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