As I struggle to leave behind old habits wherein I pressure myself with unnecessary timelines and life goals, I cannot help but feel an impending doom, as though whatever decision I make, post Italy, will have some sort of irreversible, life altering effect.
I'm frustrated. It's been months and I'm tired of all the lessons. The inspirational quotes and memes that were once significant and meaningful, now only contradict each other. Peace, forgiveness, loving yourself, acceptance...all beautiful notions in theory and much harder to accomplish in reality. I'm supposed to sit quiet and listen to myself, get to... Continue Reading →
My Roaring Twenties A short story of the last decade of my life I remember sitting at my mom’s kitchen table when I was 16, having a conversation with her and my older sister about life. I was speaking about life; they were speaking abut University. I was trying to convey this desire I... Continue Reading →
My heart is bursting having discovered that there are so many different versions of love in this world. I am so grateful and so thankful for these people. My broken elbow has given me so much and taught me so much.
If you look closely you will find that the Universe is sending you love, and exactly what you need, in so many little, yet significant ways, everyday. Last week I received a letter in the mail from a friend back in Canada. It was a surprise and it touched my heart that someone had thought... Continue Reading →
Its not to dispel all the good that you did do, or the effort that you made, but why must we dispel the good, and the effort of another simply because they hurt us "more"?
I spent a lot of time these last few months repeating in my head "you are in Italy, you are in Europe, look at the buildings, look at the streets", in an attempt to make myself realize how awesome it is to be here, to be living a dream that I have had for so long...
The mind is a powerful tool for healing. Changing your perspective on a situation can give you new insights and a better understanding, not only of others, but of yourself as well.
We tend to respond to situations automatically, in a way that is expected be it by society, or an inherent way of our being. If you are wronged, the "normal" response is anger, sadness, hyping yourself up with friends over a shared bottle of wine, talking about 'what a dick he is' and how 'you deserve so much better'.
I woke up today and felt an overwhelming sensation of "aloneness". Different than loneliness in that my idea of loneliness is that you miss someone, not necessarily someone specific, but you have an idea of someone or something to miss. Aloneness, this feeling that I woke up with is heavier. I can't feel lonely for... Continue Reading →