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Monday, December 14, 2015

To Live By

Last night, some friends and I were stating our own personal mantras. I found it very interesting, telling, and influential. We get to decide what our mantra is, and we are in control of our life! Isn't that a lovely thought? Daunting, sure, but empowering, too. The very definition of a mantra, as defined by good ol' Webster, is "a word or phrase that is repeated often or that expresses someone's basic beliefs." Since it's impossible for me to pick just one, I narrowed it down to six mantras that I feel describe who I am and who I want to become:

"I can do hard things."
Repeat as needed.

"Why are we embarrassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise?"
I appreciate silence now more than ever and find such value in it. If I can have comfortable silences with someone, I really enjoy their company.

"Have courage and be kind." 
Because, really, what else is there?

"Make sure everyone you love knows how you feel about them." 
I feel this is so so so important.

"Don't say maybe if you want to say no."
Back to the empowering part. It's up to you!

See life through rose-colored glasses. 

What is your personal mantra? 

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Journal Snippets


I've been making an effort this year to better record my life via journal writing. Sometimes after I finish an entry, I flip through and read random pages. Taken out of context, some lines make me grin and wonder what on earth I was writing about that day. I thought I'd share a few with you, just for fun:
  • Oh, singlehood.
  • To feel like less of a bum, I looked up a workout on Pinterest that coincides with the show.
  • I love these kinds of stories.
  • So I've got myself a lil crush.
  • Can I have another weekend?
  • I'm sure I'll remember this sweet, kind act for many, many years to come.
  • Love my little life.
  • Anyway, it's cool and sweet that people like me enough to buy me food sometimes.
  • How sweet it is to be a sister.
  • In the end, though, I'm a country music girl.
  • I freakin' loved it.
  • How wonderful it can be to sometimes have nowhere to go, no plans to fulfill, or no tasks to achieve.
  • I stared out at the horizon and just didn't think about anything. It was so nice, I could have stayed there for hours.
Do you keep a journal? Why do you think it's important?