Sometimes you have to romanticize your life, You have to wake up and chase sunrises.
You don’t just arrive to greatness without the tedious, daily work and the practice of your craft
I think a hell of a lot, in circles, about seemingly nonsense. I get totally stuck in my neuro-pathways to nowhere. I feel like I can take on the world one minute and suffocated by it the next.
I feel like a contradiction. They skies are blue and I feel grey inside. The sun shines and I wish it would rain.
Her eyes do not shy away from herself. She has nothing to hide or cover up. She has no shame. She doesn’t scowl with disdain and disappointment because another day has passed and everything has changed.
I am not just sipping on my summer drink; I am sipping on a mentality.
girl i know, you are indeed flawed. and instead of running from it, trying to hide away, cover up, suppress, you are learning to be. girl i know is evolving to the Woman I am.
I ask Thought to be consistent, but never condone the idea that I am something to be fixed, manipulated, or hidden. Be consistent in new ways of thinking. Consistently alter the rooted story that made you so harsh on me, on yourself.
When I turn on the news, it often depicts a world of otherness and violence, of injustice and pain, of fear. I don’t intend to discredit the weight and importance of that, instead, I simply note the lightness there is in knowing the faces of my neighbors. Of looking people in the eye and wishing them a good day. Of having a reason to smile because the man in the gray shirt I see everyday is smiling back.
The car ride is easy, fast moving, gets us exactly where we need to go with no interruptions. The car is about the destination and less about the turns it takes to get there. However, the walk requires being exposed, vulnerable to the elements, all the dogs along the path barking at us.