#wordstoliveby
Hi there, I haven’t jumped on here in a while.
In the meantime, I’ve been receiving so many positive DM’s on my Instagram from people who are inspired by me. These last two months have been so stressful from balancing work, personal, and life goals. So the messages have been truly appreciated.
Some of you wanted to know, how do I stay focused on my goals. I didn’t know how to answer this question…
Letting go of the dead weight…
This has been a huge problem for me to get past for almost my entire life. If you checked out my video that I posted on my page, you heard me speaking about the ends of my hair and how I cut them off. Cutting off hair has always been an easy task for me. Cutting off individuals not so much. https://videopress.com/embed/PJ5TK59w?hd=0&autoPlay=0&permalink=0&loop=0 I have always had the ability to…
As I grow up, I realized how much I was hurting myself. Not intentionally, but with my choices. I chose others over me repeatedly, and in the end, that’s what hurts the most. Love yourself first before you love others. It all starts with you.
in time
“Wasn’t that the definition of home? Not where you are from, but where you are wanted.”
—Abraham Verghese, Cutting for Stone.
When we spoke the words flowed like water through a river bed. Made for and by itself, meandering a path to bring life to all it touches. The flowers bloomed from it. The animals drank from it. It made the most beautiful sound when it ran peacefully over the rocks smoothing their jagged edges over time. It inspired awe in its rage, for it could roar loud enough to deafen and stun. Speaking with him in anger could drown me like plunging beneath an ice cold waterfall. It was pummeling against rocks so sharp that they cut, so strong their edges could not be dulled by any manner of waters. With him the words flowed around the earth, and even when it slowed to just mere trickles at time I know that one day those drops will be oceans, lakes and streams.
Here’s to the crazy ones.
Agreed?