Watch and learn ladies.
September 10, 2014
August 17, 2014
Moving On
The summer of 2014 is almost a memory, and as I sit down to reflect on the lessons that I have learned about living in "the real world," I feel complete gratitude for the transformation that I have undergone over the past 10 weeks. It all started after I graduated from college and moved home to rural New Jersey. Living with my family again, working in Florida for several weeks, spending time with my grandparents who are another year closer to the end of their lives, letting go of unhealthy relationships, taking a vacation to the beach in Rhode Island, continuing to spend time at Lake George—all of these experiences have given me opportunities to grow closer to the people I love and to appreciate the beauty in the world that I had forgotten to simply enjoy.
It occurred to me that in order to move on with the life I had into a new life that I love even more, I needed to do a little soul searching. What I found deep down was that I was scared. Fear is a natural part of the emotional realm that humans experience, and without fear, most of us would likely be dead. Fears develop as a defense mechanism to change our behavior, preventing us from doing things that could hurt or kill. Oftentimes, we develop fears of emotions because we have had our feelings hurt in the past and that experience caused us to suffer. I, for example, have been terrified to open my heart and love. This fear of feeling the emotion of love with a man is the result of being emotionally abandoned by my father. My fear of being hurt caused me to build walls around my heart that served as shields to the love that was being given to me and preventing me from openly giving my love.
Ultimately, however, observing my fear and understanding it completely has taken me out of the fear. When I can view it from the outside, it is no longer the force that drives my thoughts and choices. Once I got out of my fear, I started to see how much love I have in me. All I want to do now is share my love and find it in others. This has made me an incredibly happy human.
I have realized that being unattached to everything and letting myself just be present in the current moment is the most freeing sensation I have ever felt. It feels like everything I do, everywhere I go, and everyone with whom I interact is showing me that life is meant to be lived in happiness and love; and fears are just a part of life that arise to protect us. Being scared is not the way to live life, so we must not allow our fears to control us. Instead, we are here on this planet to feel what it is like to be alive. There are so many things to be grateful for in this world, and choosing to fester in fear is merely a habit.
I have decided to quit living by my fears; rather, I want to make loving memories that stay in my heart forever.
I absolutely love the natural world, I am crazy in love with these creatures similar to me called human beings, there are interesting animals sharing their lives on this earth with us, and the most amazing thing is when it all comes together to make beautiful moments in time.
It is time for this gal to stop being scared to sink and to simply hold on to the hope that my purpose on this planet is to find love, beauty, and happiness among all of the fear, pain, and suffering that exists.
It occurred to me that in order to move on with the life I had into a new life that I love even more, I needed to do a little soul searching. What I found deep down was that I was scared. Fear is a natural part of the emotional realm that humans experience, and without fear, most of us would likely be dead. Fears develop as a defense mechanism to change our behavior, preventing us from doing things that could hurt or kill. Oftentimes, we develop fears of emotions because we have had our feelings hurt in the past and that experience caused us to suffer. I, for example, have been terrified to open my heart and love. This fear of feeling the emotion of love with a man is the result of being emotionally abandoned by my father. My fear of being hurt caused me to build walls around my heart that served as shields to the love that was being given to me and preventing me from openly giving my love.
Ultimately, however, observing my fear and understanding it completely has taken me out of the fear. When I can view it from the outside, it is no longer the force that drives my thoughts and choices. Once I got out of my fear, I started to see how much love I have in me. All I want to do now is share my love and find it in others. This has made me an incredibly happy human.
I have realized that being unattached to everything and letting myself just be present in the current moment is the most freeing sensation I have ever felt. It feels like everything I do, everywhere I go, and everyone with whom I interact is showing me that life is meant to be lived in happiness and love; and fears are just a part of life that arise to protect us. Being scared is not the way to live life, so we must not allow our fears to control us. Instead, we are here on this planet to feel what it is like to be alive. There are so many things to be grateful for in this world, and choosing to fester in fear is merely a habit.
I have decided to quit living by my fears; rather, I want to make loving memories that stay in my heart forever.
I absolutely love the natural world, I am crazy in love with these creatures similar to me called human beings, there are interesting animals sharing their lives on this earth with us, and the most amazing thing is when it all comes together to make beautiful moments in time.
It is time for this gal to stop being scared to sink and to simply hold on to the hope that my purpose on this planet is to find love, beauty, and happiness among all of the fear, pain, and suffering that exists.
May 21, 2014
Love
Love is shared;
Love is brave;
Love is certain;
And love can be everywhere.
P.S. The song playing during this scene is called "Lost and Found" by Katie Herzig, and it is a beautiful tune with powerful lyrics. I believe it is about a girl who has lost a man she loved, and she has found God while searching for a way to continue living without the person she lost.
Luke 19:10 "For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost."
Labels:
love
Location:
Dallas, TX, USA
May 02, 2014
April 15, 2014
Reflection
When I started this blog two years ago, I was lost and wanted to be found. My life since I had finished high school two years before that had been a whirlwind. From college craziness to heartbreak at home, I felt like I was rushing through life with my head cut off from my body. Fear, stress, and hormones drove every decision and creation I could control, from who I would spend time with to what I would wear and eat each day.
Now as I approach my graduation from college, I have been doing a lot of reflecting on the past: the decisions I have made, the people who I have held onto and let go of, and the girl who continues to control each an every thought and movement. In these last four years, I have experienced the happiest and most loving moments thus far in my life as well as the deepest sadness I never even imagined was possible to feel. As I reflect on this period of my life, the only way I can describe it is like an emotional cyclone. After countless hours spent talking to friends, family, my trusted sound healer, and most importantly, my self, I have come to realize the reason I had to go through all of the high and low spikes—what I have learned is that life is an everlasting sea of waves, and the only way to keep from crashing is to remain anchored to love.
I have drifted and crashed more times than I can even remember, and each time I do something regretful, I try to mend the brokenness that caused me to drift from my mooring. My rope has a lot of knots in it, and I want to replace this line with something strong that will keep me tied to the woman I have created to live in this next part of my life.
The old me who started this blog would be asking a million questions right about now to try to find the way back to my tiny little anchor when I am seemingly lost at sea. Will I ever find my old anchor? Where can I go to get a new one? Who should I pay to make a better rope for me? And if my rope breaks again, can I be happy if I tie up to someone else who is anchored ? Or, can we be happy just drifting around the world together in these final days of our lives? Though I still cannot answer these questions with absolute confidence, I am certain about one thing: hope is the anchor of the soul, and it will always remain grounded in the goodness of the Earth.
The line we each attach to our anchors is really just a temporary fixation that keeps us attached to safety. No matter how strong you think your rope is, there will always be storms that come along and wither it away. Having faith in God's love, however, is a permanent anchor that does not even physically exist. The line is made of faith, and this line of faith is what I have ultimately found will keep me attached to a secure and enduring love that is sure to save me from anything.
Regardless of who enters or leaves my physical life, I will always rest assured that God has a plan for my vessel. And sometimes, breaking my rope is His way of giving me freedom from an anchor that was holding me back from encountering a better place. From this boat, I can try to make sure that my knot is tied strong and my line is unbroken, but when I look down to see my anchor, all I will see is my reflection. So the best thing to do is to trust in the system, and focus on being happy with the person you see on the water.
Now as I approach my graduation from college, I have been doing a lot of reflecting on the past: the decisions I have made, the people who I have held onto and let go of, and the girl who continues to control each an every thought and movement. In these last four years, I have experienced the happiest and most loving moments thus far in my life as well as the deepest sadness I never even imagined was possible to feel. As I reflect on this period of my life, the only way I can describe it is like an emotional cyclone. After countless hours spent talking to friends, family, my trusted sound healer, and most importantly, my self, I have come to realize the reason I had to go through all of the high and low spikes—what I have learned is that life is an everlasting sea of waves, and the only way to keep from crashing is to remain anchored to love.
I have drifted and crashed more times than I can even remember, and each time I do something regretful, I try to mend the brokenness that caused me to drift from my mooring. My rope has a lot of knots in it, and I want to replace this line with something strong that will keep me tied to the woman I have created to live in this next part of my life.
The old me who started this blog would be asking a million questions right about now to try to find the way back to my tiny little anchor when I am seemingly lost at sea. Will I ever find my old anchor? Where can I go to get a new one? Who should I pay to make a better rope for me? And if my rope breaks again, can I be happy if I tie up to someone else who is anchored ? Or, can we be happy just drifting around the world together in these final days of our lives? Though I still cannot answer these questions with absolute confidence, I am certain about one thing: hope is the anchor of the soul, and it will always remain grounded in the goodness of the Earth.
The line we each attach to our anchors is really just a temporary fixation that keeps us attached to safety. No matter how strong you think your rope is, there will always be storms that come along and wither it away. Having faith in God's love, however, is a permanent anchor that does not even physically exist. The line is made of faith, and this line of faith is what I have ultimately found will keep me attached to a secure and enduring love that is sure to save me from anything.
Regardless of who enters or leaves my physical life, I will always rest assured that God has a plan for my vessel. And sometimes, breaking my rope is His way of giving me freedom from an anchor that was holding me back from encountering a better place. From this boat, I can try to make sure that my knot is tied strong and my line is unbroken, but when I look down to see my anchor, all I will see is my reflection. So the best thing to do is to trust in the system, and focus on being happy with the person you see on the water.
Labels:
life,
reflection
Location:
Dallas, TX, USA
February 05, 2014
Digital Beauty
It is important to be aware of and to remember that the beautiful images we see of women in advertisements and magazines are just images. They are not reflections of reality, and therefore, we must not believe that we should look like that in order to be beautiful. If you want to look like these women in the pictures, simply hire a photo editor to adjust your own images. However, never forget that nobody looks like this in real life. You are the most beautiful creatures in the world.
Labels:
beauty routine
Location:
Dallas, TX, USA
December 11, 2013
Makeup Magic
This article explains how to use contouring and highlighting so your makeup will better accentuate the features of your face. It shouldn't add any time to your routine, it simply retrains you on the proper places to apply. Stay glamourous!
Labels:
beauty routine
Location:
Dallas, TX, USA
November 24, 2013
Fear - Why To Let It Go
The following quote is a powerful message delivered by this short video about fear. After hearing it and reflecting on its meaning, I have decided to let go of my fears. Instead, I want to view challenges as exciting adventures to embrace, love, and pursue rather than as scary obstacles to run from. I will encourage myself to push the walls of my safety box until they break and fall down. In this moment, I can no longer hide from my fears, but they must simply be faced and overcome.
“Fear is just imaginary. Fear is just anticipated failure in
your mind of the event that hasn’t even occurred yet. Fear isn’t real.
Fear isn’t a thing. Fear
isn’t a person. Fear isn’t an
object. Fear is all you. It’s in your mind, and it’s
self-created. Instead of thinking
about the 70 years, 28,000 days on this planet as something scarce, limited, as
something that’s running out of time – instead of thinking about it that way,
think of it as a gift. Think of it
as an opportunity for you to do what you have to do on this planet. And let this massive, infinite galaxy
and universe – let that awestruck you.
Let that inspire you to do things differently if possibly. So I leave you with a question. I leave with you a challenge on this
beautiful autumn fall day. And
that’s to create your own environment instead of being a product of it and that
starts from you understanding how irrelevant fear is. Because once you understand how irrelevant fear is, your
capacity is limitless. You will
understand that you are the one in control of your life, you are the one that
creates your environment and that you are the one that uses this system, this
resource, as a tool and not to be a tool in this system. Because in the end, it’s all about
pooling our natural talents together and creating massive value for this world
and leaving your legacy on this planet.
How’s that for perspective.”
Labels:
fear,
inspiration
Location:
Dallas, TX, USA
November 19, 2013
QUICK TIPS
The link to the blog post below will take you to an insightful list of tips to help guide your decisions and feelings while you are in your 20's. Even if none of this is new to you, it is always great to refresh your mind with words of advice. Think about copying and pasting it into a document and adding or removing anything you want. Then, print and hang it in your closet to remind you of these important lessons each time you start and end your day. Or, simply store it somewhere that you can access anytime you need a boost of inspiration.
Labels:
inspiration
Location:
Dallas, TX, USA
November 04, 2013
A Little Girl's Daddy
As little girls, Daddy is the figure we look to love. We watch him love Mommy, and we dream of having a man just like him. The traits that Daddy possesses are the ones girls look for when we start looking for our own man to love.
Unfortunately, not all girls are lucky enough to have a father who openly loves. Some men marry women for their money, thinking her parents will support the family and he will not have to work to provide. Some men cheat on their wives, thinking that she is enjoying herself on vacation with the kids and won't notice the lingerie his prostitute left in his wife's armoire. Some men also have perverted and violent tendencies. These can be taken out on both wives and children.
When a girl has a dad who possesses traits like the ones described above, these are what she instinctually looks for in a mate. These are men that hurt her, however, and leave her feeling as wounded as her mother felt by the soulless treatment of her father.
As a girl with a poor father, I have found that it is important to recognize this fact and make a point to seek a man who possesses traits that my father does not, as unnatural as that may feel at first. I never want to suffer the abandonment, fear, or hopelessness that women who marry devilish men experience. Most importantly, however, I will do everything in my power to ensure that my children have parents who serve as role models.
Nobody can fake being a father. Therefore, a man who lacks the character of a true gentleman does not deserve the privilege of having a little girl in his life, even if he has already created her.
Unfortunately, not all girls are lucky enough to have a father who openly loves. Some men marry women for their money, thinking her parents will support the family and he will not have to work to provide. Some men cheat on their wives, thinking that she is enjoying herself on vacation with the kids and won't notice the lingerie his prostitute left in his wife's armoire. Some men also have perverted and violent tendencies. These can be taken out on both wives and children.
When a girl has a dad who possesses traits like the ones described above, these are what she instinctually looks for in a mate. These are men that hurt her, however, and leave her feeling as wounded as her mother felt by the soulless treatment of her father.
As a girl with a poor father, I have found that it is important to recognize this fact and make a point to seek a man who possesses traits that my father does not, as unnatural as that may feel at first. I never want to suffer the abandonment, fear, or hopelessness that women who marry devilish men experience. Most importantly, however, I will do everything in my power to ensure that my children have parents who serve as role models.
Nobody can fake being a father. Therefore, a man who lacks the character of a true gentleman does not deserve the privilege of having a little girl in his life, even if he has already created her.
Location:
Dallas, TX, USA
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