In the News: Finding a New Perspective in the Midst of Recent Events

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Hello beauties!  Writing from my dining room this morning, which has become my favorite spot to start my morning; going through my planner while drinking my morning smoothie and sipping my daily cup of jo.  Sundays and Mondays are like my weekends, so Saturday evenings are like my Friday nights.  All of these locally grown sunflowers took my breathe away when I stopped at The Dorothy Lane Market after dinner Saturday evening.  I went into the market thinking that I was going to pick up a treat for dessert, but I ended up walking away with a little bunch of flowers instead (they sell mini bouquets for only a few dollars, and it had one sunflower so I couldn’t resist).  What can I say?  Flowers just make me really happy.

Politics has never been a part of my blog, because it isn’t a part of me.  With so much going on in the news, and so much hate being spoken about, I want to share what I think because politics has turned into something else completely.

Each and every one of us, at the heart of our very nature, wants to live a loving life.  We were not born to hate other human beings, no matter what; and we cannot control the behavior of others.  Anger fuels hate, and the only way we can overpower this energy is with love; because love is at the core of our beings.

I don’t think that I have to even explain the events that I am referencing, because we all know what is going on whether it is through social media or the news.  Right now, it may seem as if we are helpless to what is happening.  But everything we do can be an act that creates little shifts in our world.  The more love and positivity that we allow to flow through us, the more light will shine on what is right, what our truth is for being here in the place we are now.

We can choose to speak kindly about others, and to others.  We can lend a helping hand, and speak positively about what is around us.  We can love, appreciate, and accept ourselves; so that we can love, appreciate, and accept others.  We are here to explore this world and open ourselves up to new possibilities.  Don’t let a wave of negativity overpower the ocean of light and love that you always having flowing through you.

Thank you so much for reading,

Carly xx

Pain Teaches Us So Much About Ourselves

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I don’t know why I all the sudden feel so comfortable with putting it all out there.  I have always considered myself to be a pretty private person, only telling my most personal things to close friends that I have grown to really trust.  To say that I don’t care what other people think of me isn’t it.  It has more to do with me believing that everyone struggles with something.  And here is me, talking about my something.

Do you have a favorite book that you read when you need to feel grounded, or a place that you visit?  My grounding place used to be my Grandma and Grandpa’s house.  They passed away one year after another when I was thirteen and fourteen years old.  Everything about visiting them grounded me; the town, running errands with my Grandma, sitting by the fire with my Grandpa, their smokey garage, and the way history could be felt throughout their house.  My Grandma always had chocolate within arms reach.  Going to their house felt like a big hug.  Even after just spending a couple days there, it always felt like everything within me was centered again.  This was achieved without thinking, without reading a book or saying a word.  Things happen in our worlds and we do not always understand right away why.  I miss them all the time, but I know they are always with me.

This feels like I am writing in my journal, but I am also writing to you all.  I opened my laptop to write about one thing: pain.  It felt right after writing about being broken a couple posts ago (and thank you to everyone who read that post, it means so much to me).  Maybe it is telling that the first thing that I naturally start to write about when I think about pain is losing two of the most important people who were in my life.  We feel pain every day, on different levels and in different ways.  There is physical pain that is bearable because it heals through the natural process of life.  And then there is the pain that doesn’t heal so quickly….that we have to work at and open ourselves to.  It is the pain that is felt through emotions and evoked through experiences.  The type of pain that doesn’t hurt and isn’t necessarily uncomfortable, but is real and carries energy.  As I think about this more and more, I believe it is the energy that connects us to our spirit.  When we struggle with something, this “painful” energy must pass through us to heal, but it doesn’t take away from our lives, it adds to it.  It must be felt, completely and in every way that it is whole.

Everything we experience, good or bad, gives us an opportunity to grow.  When I was thirteen and fourteen years old, I was also beginning to become my most insecure.  I didn’t know who I was, and I needed guidance.  The place I would go to feel grounded was gone, and I needed it more than ever.

I wouldn’t change a thing about my life so far, because it has led me to the clarity I am beginning to feel.  Of course I would give anything to spend one last day with my Grandma and Grandpa, but I feel comfort in knowing that they are always with me, and they are there to give advice if I am just willing to listen.

Our pain teaches us so much about ourselves.

Usually I reread my posts several times before I publish them, fixing grammatical errors and rewriting sentences and filling in the holes in the story that may not make sense.  But here is this post, not edited to perfection, because pain is the furthest thing from perfect.  Thank you all for reading, it means the world to me.

Much love,

Carly xx

Something Personal….Talking About Feeling Broken

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There is so much noise about the topic of self-improvement/help that it can feel overwhelming!  It almost seems as if there is a to-do-list that we have to complete each day for self-love and happiness.  I love to keep a planner, write to-do-lists and jot down reminders on sticky notes.  It keeps me organized with all of the little things I need to accomplish each day.  But what about the to-do-lists that we sometimes have floating around our minds, dictating us about what we “should” do?  I should write affirmations this morning.  I should do yoga.  I should eat something healthy.  I should put on a smile . . . . even though I feel broken inside.

I once did all the things that made me appear really healthy.  Now, when I look back at pictures from that time in my life, for a second I forget the broken person that I was inside.  Put simply, I didn’t feel like I was good enough.  It is easy to start comparing ourselves to our peers or people on social media.  This wasn’t the reason for my brokenness, and I am still not sure what I felt I wasn’t good enough for.  When I left for Savannah last Fall, I left behind the cocoon I kept around myself that made me feel safe.  In a way, this was the beginning of me choosing to not stay broken.  Sometimes the seemingly stable routines, rituals, and images that we create for ourselves are the walls that keep out the light of new possibilities.  I don’t want to give anyone the wrong idea….this year there have been many times where I have felt sad, lonely, or afraid.  Little by little, I am trying to shift my perspective.  If I don’t do something that I feel like I should do, or avoid trying something because I am afraid, I remind myself to open my heart.

With an open heart, we can keep moving forward, moving past the walls we’ve created for ourselves.  It is happening exactly like Dr. Wayne Dyer said, “Change the way you look at things, and the things you look at change.”  For me, I am finding that believing there is constant light and love surrounding us is helping me heal the brokenness I so often feel.  It is longer lasting than completing an impossible list of health rituals each day, because light and love is infinite, everlasting, and forgiving.

We are only limited when we think things should be a certain way, or that they already are.  And what I am trying to say is that by believing in a higher power, we can change this way of thinking; and we can open our hearts to the light and love that is around us right now, in this very moment.

Thank you so much for reading,

Carly xx

Nineteen

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Birthdays are a funny thing.  I never really feel very different after them, whereas I usually feel different after milestones like when I got my driver’s license, graduated high school, or started college.  A birthday simply means that you are another year older, and for me, it almost seems like it is more exciting for my parents!  I usually just feel grateful on my birthday to have had another year on this planet.  Cheesy?  Maybe.

I am now nineteen years old, onto my last year as a “teenager.”  And I am sure many of you who read my blog are teenagers!  Unsurprisingly, like every teenager, I went through stages where it felt like nothing would get better.  This is so common that I feel like I don’t even have to really elaborate much on it.  Growing up can be confusing!  I didn’t know who I wanted to be, or where I was going.  I was afraid of everything.  The reason I am so excited about this year is because I don’t feel so afraid anymore.  When I think about the things I used to be afraid of, it all just seems so silly.  There are always going to be things in our lives that can trigger stress or fear.  But we are not the things that happen to us, the emotions we feel, or even the thoughts that pass through our minds.  Behind all of this lies our true selves, who peacefully watch everything happening before us through loving eyes.  Recently, I have been constantly reminding myself to have this perspective.  It all stems from letting go, to be happy no matter what happens.  So here’s to a happy number nineteen!

Also, another tiny update before I go . . . . I got two tattoos yesterday!  And it definitely didn’t hurt like I thought it would.  I have one on the inside of my upper left forearm and one on the inside of my right wrist.  They are still healing, so I am waiting to post pictures.  But photos are coming, I promise!

Thank you for reading,

Carly xx