9/05/2012
Saying Goodbye
The most difficult have been the times I've had to let go of a relationship when it was something that was really positive, but circumstances intervened making change inevitable.
This has happened a couple of times in my life. And it happened today. If I let my mind take over and overwhelm me it can be extremely frustrating. But this time I am wiser and understand the big picture better. I still have my moments of frustration; of feeling gypt or shortchanged because of circumstances. But this is where my faith comes in because with every experience I have left behind new, positive experiences have come in their place. And I trust that this situation will be no different.
When I am in a moment that is perfect in my eyes, I want to bottle it up so that I can experience that specific moment whenever I want. I wish that memories would never fade.
In my perfect world, we would always stay close with those that we have shared a special connection with.
8/18/2012
Love is a Choice
I used to think of romantic relationships as mostly a fated thing, but I don't see it that way anymore. I believe that many of the people in our lives are fated, but what happens in those relationships is up to us.
And now I don't believe that there's necessarily a wrong choice when it comes to love (as long as you are not acting selfishly or out of ego). Instead I see each choice as providing a different outcome; not necessarily better or worse, but different.
Anyway, that's my musing for the night.
I'm back!
The Grass is Greener
I had this for a long time. Until this year, I constantly moved. Looking back, I see that it was a way for me to figure my life out. It was my means to an end. If I hadn't moved, especially to Los Angeles, I would have always wondered, "Would I be happier if I were living in L.A.?"
For me, it wasn't my happiness. But that experience helped me to realize that we are not a victim of our circumstances...
Owning and believing that I am the author of my life has granted me much more power than I used to credit myself with. Instead of believing in fate, I believe in choices. I believe there are some fated occurrences that have happened and will happen throughout my life, but ultimately I make the choice in how I want to react, or participate in said circumstances.
I guess what I am saying is life no longer drags me along for the ride. I have finally moved into the driver's seat.
6/22/2012
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4/18/2012
Power & Beauty
You know what is ridiculous? I just cropped a picture for Facebook because I did not like the way my stomach looked in it. It was a bathing suit picture.
I don’t want to care about that stuff anymore. I want to take care of my body and eat healthy, but I do not want to obsess and judge myself anymore. I was thinking about this picture that was taken at the beach, and wondering why it bothers me so much that I would feel the need to crop a picture for Facebook. It doesn’t make anyone love me any more or less. No matter how tight my abs are- that does not affect my happiness. Sure, perhaps it would give myself a temporary boost to have a six pack, but my body is beautiful now and I don’t want to always be striving for it to be better. I do not want to be in the rat race of always thinking things could be a little bit better.
Then I began to think about how if I have a daughter I want her to feel free from judgement and not obsess about her looks. I want her to love herself and see herself as I would see her- with unconditional love.
I started to think about how I would react to the picture of myself if it were my daughter or a best friend (since we should love and treat ourselves with that unconditional love we have for those nearest and dearest to us). My reaction would be totally different. I would love the picture! I would tell her she looks beautiful and really mean it! And that’s the reaction that I should have toward myself.
And I know I’m not the only one. I’ve watched most of my friends do this. We pick apart each picture of ourselves. “Don’t post that, my arm looks fat” or “Gross. I look disgusting.”
I want us, and I mean women, to let go of those insecurities and see ourselves through the eyes of unconditional love. Because in that space, five pounds doesn’t make an ounce of difference. And I want us, as women, to be less judgmental of each other. But how do we do this collectively?
I believe there is change happening. We’re finally starting to see a shift in the idea of what ‘perfect’ is. And it starts with the individual.
I know I still have work to do in this area- but I am hoping that sharing this with you helps us to individually and collectively embrace our power and own our beauty.
