Cry baby...

Ever had them? Days you feel like crying or can't keep the tears back no matter how hard you try? My tear levy's never hold. They always break and the flood of tears comes rushing. I am a wear my heart on my sleeve kind of gal. It's one of my biggest downfalls.

The weather hasn't helped those blah feelings either. I think it must be in my same funk of a mood. Raining off and on as if the sky is having it's own crying spell.I'm hoping the skies will break away and let me see the sunshine. Maybe then my oh-so- gloomy-poor-me mood will dissapper and my sunshine-y smile will return.




Anyone know a sunshine dance instead of the proverbial rain dance?

The Beauty of the Written Word

5.14am,

This week I got a letter in the mail. Yes, an actual hand written letter from a friend sent via snail mail. It was so charming to receive hard copies and have letters written in their signature style. I love seeing people’s handwriting, I think you can decipher a lot from it.

A year ago this wouldn’t have been unusual in the least, I used to write letters with great regularity. But now, with the internet, email, Facebook, discussion boards, blogs and websites, I do it in a different manner. To me, it is still the written word though. And I love the written word. I love reading and writing words, no matter the format. There is such permanence in getting the words down. Such finality of the statement of what was being felt at that time.

Don't get me wrong, I love technology and can't survive without email and my MacBook, but there is something to be said for the charm and simple beauty of a handwritten note. When reading my handwritten letters I often wonder, what was the sender thinking when he wrote the letter? Was it planned? Was he sitting on a park bench, in a crowded coffee shop, or on his bed? Did he cry, and if so, were they tears of joy or sadness? Was he laughing? Was he mad? Besides, I also love feel and smell of old stationary paper.

Sometimes the written word can be too overwhelming for me. I will always have a love affair with words. Such strength, might and meaning in those silly formations of the alphabet. I am glad for everyone who writes, be it professional writer or avid texter. Getting the words out there takes thought, even if it’s an unintelligible one. It speaks volumes, and I like it.

Handwritten letters are personal and exude warmth, sincerity and love. After all, who can forget Allie's face when her mother handed her Noah's letters in The Notebook?

Blessed! :)

12.43am

I've found that good friends are hard to come by. And lately, I've been focusing on myself and sorting my shit out and the things that make me truly happy. I've been so blessed to have the friends that I've had over the years, and lately being able to make more time for them has made me realize how lucky I am. Especially with the holidays and reuniting with my oldest, closest friends..

When I was in past relationships and even afterwards as I dealt with all the repercussions I feel like I allowed myself to drift away and got caught up in my own world. Caught up in emotions and distractions and just all sorts of things. Over the past little while, but the past month especially, I feel like I've really started to be true to myself again and I can see that old me shining through. All my passions and who I am right at the very heart is becoming clear. And let me say, clarity is a beautiful thing.

So for any time that I took friendship, family, or even myself for granted.. I'm making it up now. And I'm loving my life. After being a little bit lost for so long.. I just feel alive. Never ever forgetting how blessed I am. I love you guys.

Giving...

1am

There is a story about the seven years of plenty during the Egyptians time under Joseph where they stored up a huge amount of harvest for seven years. These years were called the seven fat years because the following seven years were a time of scarcity and drought known as the seven skinny years. Imagine the people who stored nothing and just kept getting fatter and enjoying only the day, I would bet they felt a lot of remorse and regrets! This story should remind us to enjoy the fat years and to always keep the future in mind as-well. We should always think about our actions and never get greedy for the day because todays pleasures will soon be just a memory and tomorrow will be today. When we have plenty we tend to take it for granted and sometimes even expect it but we tend to learn the most when we end up in the skinny years! God has given us plenty and has also given us free-will which is one of his best gifts to us. Free-will is what seperates the good from the evil. Evil will always be filled with misery and try to pass that misery on to others but, the good are filled with light and the light can never be dimmed by darkness.

I try to always remember that those tempations from the fat years now give me the opportunity to overcome situations and increase my personal merits. We have our own ways of sharing with others, some may share with money while others share with laughter, songs, smiles, and love. Today is the perfect day to start making it a habit to share those gifts (yes, hugs are one of those gifts!) everyday unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. Unconditional love and giving is one of the best ways to living a great life here on this earth and in the next! Have a fun week, darlings! :D

p.s ~ And yes, it's raining again tonight, I am so ready to get wet! ;P

Lately, I’ve felt a bit confused, somewhat melancholy, and a bit lost and I have know idea why. It is a strange feeling because I am normally the opposite. Is it the weather? Is it my lack of direction? I don’t know why I’m like this, but I want to be happy... When I’m not feeling my normal self, I started to get down on myself and I realized I just need to trust my gut. So simple, yet so difficult sometimes. Whenever I go against what I feel is right, it almost always goes haywire. Things don’t go as smoothly. The decision I made becomes a struggle, and I always seem to have to work a little too hard to make it work.

So from here on out, I am going to make a conscious effort to trust what my gut tells me in terms of my life’s direction and have faith that’s it’s the only way. So, the question is how do I do this? I think I need to be still and quiet my mind. I must stop thinking of things that could happen and be present. It’s so easy to talk ourselves out of what feels right. I don’t think our brains are always right. I know this probably seems like total crazy talk, but I am going to experiment and see how it works. I’m not going to let anyone else or that little voice in my head convince me otherwise. Wish me luck... ((>.<))

I HearT Walt Disney!

We Dream, We Believe, We Dare and We Do! Just as Walt Disney never wavered from his four-pillared philosophy, history is replete with examples of great accomplishments derived from the same commitment. His four steps were simple;

1) Dream beyond the boundaries of today.
2) Believe in sound values.
3) Dare to make a difference.
4) And then just go out and do it; Dream, Believe, Dare, Do.

Sometimes I do ask myself, do I;
1) Wait and hope that something or someone will provide the motivation needed to act, or
2) Take control of my own dream and work to see it through.

Legend has it that Walt Disney explained his success this way:

I dream, I test my dreams against my beliefs. I dare to take risks, and I execute my vision to make those dreams come true.

I would love to make dream comes true.. And I would to make everyone's dream come true... So, I better believe it! ;)

Every time I enter the class.. A lil bit in me died!

At first glance, mathematics might not seem an obvious source of inspiration for a fashion designer. However Professor Sandy Black, from the London College of Fashion, explains that maths is at the very heart of the catwalk: "When somebody is designing and creating fashion to be worn on the body there's a constant movement between 2D and 3D, which is what fashion designers are doing all the time. For example pattern cutting is really quite technical and quite mathematical: it is actually a form of engineering." Anyways, I hate Maths, Add Maths and Physics... I really do...