I took a day trip to L.A. with a few of my friends last week. We all wanted a girls day so we made the drive and spent the day doing fun things a couple of the gals had wanted to check out! We spent some time in the Glossier store, and I did not expect to like it as much as I did (I thought it was overhyped). We did up our make up trying all of their products and then took some time walking around before dinner. We all took photos with different walls to represent each of us- so of course mine needed to be the succulent wall (insert heart eyes).
Something that I enjoy now that I did not used to is putting outfits together. I want to keep a record of the clothes that I actually wear because I need to get rid of (donate) what I do not use. I think Marie Kondo’s methods may work out for me since we both put an emphasis on joy. So I can then get rid of the items that are not adding anything positive to my life. I also desire to be more sustainable in my future choices, and stop supporting brands that are a part of fast fashion and contribute to unfair labor practices. etc.
So I guess this place can also serve to track evidence of my process.
If anyone out there has any tips for making more sustainable choices and/ or some good organizing secrets let me know!
This year has gone by insanely fast. This was the first year in three years that I was not in a long-term relationship. I entered 2018 on my own (with lots of love and support). I learned independence, although it hadn’t really gone anywhere and really I just needed to be reminded of it. I am amazed that I have so much love surrounding me.
It was a hard year in terms of learning lessons, dealing with my mental health, and continually learning how to let go of things that are not healthy and do not bring joy.
But here we are, two days away from a new year again. I’m entering this year even with just a better vantage point than the last. Not being literally days out from a really emotional breakup I feel as if I have a little leg up on myself from this time last year. 😉
I am excited for what the next year brings. I am also tired and apathetic at times, because that is what depression can do. Either way, in this moment im choosing to focus on the joy.
I’m not going to do “New Year’s Resolutions” because those never really work out. I am continually trying to better myself, however. I want to try new forms of exercise to be healthy. Eat more consistently. Practice my hobbies way more often. Be gracious towards myself and others. I have a desire to be like Jesus (not who people who have twisted him into to fit their own agenda but what he practiced) a.k.a. LOVE. Serve more. Think of myself less. When I do think of myself, do so kindly. Take care of me. Be strong and quick-witted. Practice RAK (random acts of kindness) as often as possible. Compliment others. Find passions. Be in love, be loved, be love. Be healthy: mind, body, and spirit.
So goodbye to one year of growth. I am hoping to usher in another year of growth, but hoping that this one will be motivated by happiness and love. Wishing you all JOY in 2019!
One of my favorite things in the world is giving gifts! I absolutely love sharing joy with my family and friends, whether it’s a small gift just because or something a little bigger for an occasion. I also think I’m pretty good at it. However, I think that anyone can have a talent for it with the right thoughtful mindset!
To me, all gifts are meaningful. I appreciate someone taking the time out of their day even if to only think about me. That’s why I love cards, anything handmade, photos, whatever it may be! When I am thinking of giving to others though, I think gifts can mean more than we think. Some people may be materialistic and that’s why they enjoy receiving gifts, but I think for a lot of people it’s something different. A couple reasons that a meaningful gift can be more than just a material item are:
1. It shows the other person that you are thinking of them.
2. It reveals that you know things about the person and what they like/love.
When I am thinking of what to get someone I love, I try to think if they have mentioned anything around me that they need or would love to have. This comment could have been from six months ago, but that person will be appreciative and probably surprised that you remembered. It does not have to be something extravagant, but it will make the person feel as if they are actually listened to.
If that doesn’t strike up any ideas, I like to think of what I know about the other person. Do they like funny gifts, sentimental gifts, or maybe even both? From there I will pick a path to go down. I have bought silly socks with puns on them for friends that love puns. I made a basket for a friend that spent the summer here in California with items that I thought would remind her of her time here. For a friend that loves sunshine and needed to make her room feel more like home, I picked out different succulents and plants and had them arranged in a beautiful pot with a macrame wall hanging to go with it.
The reason I think this is so important is because people love and deserve to feel known. I want to spend my life making sure my family and friends know that I see them, and I appreciate who they are and the things they appreciate. It’s really not about the money, or the items themselves. It might be silly to think you can say such important things with favorite candies, a funny shirt, and some stickers- but I’ll keep trying.
A few nights ago I went on a date. A first date, to be specific. The last time I went on a first date was almost four years ago now.
Three of those years were spent in a long term relationship (a story for another time); the other year-ish has been spent figuring out how to be me again. I learned a lot in those three years, but it all could be considered almost nothing when compared to this year after. I did not know what it would feel like to be a year out from the end of such a significant relationship at that point in my life.
It is good. I am happy, and know I am loved as well as have plenty of love to give. If you would’ve asked me at certain points during those three years, I might not have been able to give that complete answer.
It feels fun to get back out there, but also a little strange to be back in this place that at one point in time I thought I might never experience with anyone new again. Alas, the story changes, thankfully, for the better.
Here’s to being in new places with new people. Places that are fun, exciting, a little uncomfortable, nerve-inducing, and also overall temporary. It’s time to enjoy every season of life.
This is my first semester at a university after transferring from a community college here in California. We’re a little more than halfway through the semester, and my classes are pretty cool (as far as classes can be). I’m studying Psychology and I find the brain to be intriguing and people to be fascinating in the best of times (we won’t talk about the worst, for now).
The most interesting part of all of this so far is my Theories and Techniques of Counseling course. This being my first semester and wanting to take on a full-time load of coursework culminated in having to take classes pretty much whenever I could get them. This led me to my current schedule, of which the main event each week depicts me re-evaluating my life every Wednesday night from 7-9:35 p.m. That is what this counseling course is doing to me, and quite a few of my classmates from what I can tell.
Don’t get me wrong, this course has been really great! It also has forced me to look inwards before/during/after every meeting we have had. After some introspection, I think a good portion of this comes from where I am in my life, and maybe a little bit comes from talking about topics such as Existentialism in the hours that we spend discussing. It’s anybody’s guess, really.
In general, this is me trying to figure out who I am and how to do something (anything) with the life that I have been given. This has been a season of growing for me, and that does not happen by accident. It takes work. Part of that work is coming through in this class where we discuss how we plan to help others, and what those who have come before us decided that they should do. Our professor has made it pretty clear, however, that we cannot effectively care for others until we take the time and effort to care for ourselves. I have so much I could say on this topic, but I’ll save some for later and spare anyone reading this from it dragging on forever.
So, you know where I’ll be the rest of the semester-
Re-evaluating my life every Wednesday night from 7-9:35 p.m.