Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Small Thoughts Before My Project

My "Becoming Strong" project is in the works I'm self-editing and re-wording and being busy with life at the moment, but that will come soon. I do have some small, hardly-composed thoughts that I would like to share though.
Recently Rae posted a call to arms (or legs, as it were) on her blog, and I have a bit of a response. Please read her words if you haven't already, they are beautiful and it would be a dishonor to her to attempt to summarize them in my own. Though Rae is awesome and has the physical capabilities to run a marathon, I do not. I would pass out. Literally. --I could've just convinced myself that that's true, but I'm pretty sure it is-- But for some of us the road of life is a marathon of trials and rough patches and road blocks and tumbleweeds and pot holes and deer jumping in front of us, and continuing on the road is a marathon of "I can do it"'s (after a triathlon of secret "I can't, I just can't anymore"'s) For those of us who feel that way, it's very important to give yourself a pat on the back (Yes, even if you're being watched by someone) for all your hard work and excellent driving past all those obstacles! Seriously, give yourself some credit for all of your hard work. Even if you're the only person giving you credit, you deserve it. Let yourself feel that "I've just done the impossible and I feel FANTASTIC!!" feeling. I know that sometimes dragging yourself out of bed takes Herculean effort, and you rarely get credit for that Greek-hero effort. Give yourself a treat, a smile, a pat on the back, a hug, an award!!! Find the people who you can tell your slip-ups to, but also your successes! I'm sorry to all of those who I tend to only tell my follies to. I promise I have successes!!! But mostly give yourself credit. It's so hard sometimes, but I promise it makes you feel better. It makes you feel stronger and braver and more beautiful and whole. If your day is an Ironman (triathlon of 2.4 miles of swimming, a marathon, and 112 miles of biking!!!!) give yourself some much-needed satisfaction that you are doing what you've set out to do! I'm here, ready with a hug, pat on the back, treat, or award if you need it from an outside source. Sometimes you do need someone else to tell you, what you're telling yourself daily. Feel free to call me, facebook me, text me, email me, comment here, anything but Morse Code because I don't understand Morse Code. I'll give you a pep talk! I like to think I'm kinda good at them. And I'm happy to be a Rescuer for anyone else who needs it.

On another note: I'm happy to announce I've decided to do something pretty darn brave and go to an audition for an opportunity at Disneyland Hong Kong! It would only be 6 months if I do make the cut, and if I don't that's totally fine with me, I'll just keep on going here, try again, go to school, I don't know, figure something out. I woke up this morning and saw the audition and knew I had to go. So here goes nothing!

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Becoming Strong

I've been following Demi Lovato's recovery story and her motto is "Stay Strong". She had it tattooed on her wrists over the scars from cutting. Now, I am NOT saying I'm a cutter--I'm not a cutter I promise! But I do appreciate her motto and her sharing her story with others. And I'm using her as inspiration and a precautionary tale. You should always, always, ALWAYS ask for help before getting to a point anywhere near cutting or an eating disorder. (Disclaimer: she does have a mental condition, not that that's an excuse, it does make the situation slightly more understandable though.)
So in order to help myself Stay Strong I won't be tattooing the message on my wrists, but I will be taking the message to heart. For me though, I think it's more of a Becoming Strong. (Yes, Rae, Mom, Kavyn, and whoever else chooses to comment on this, feel free to tell me how strong I already am, I will save it in my documents of things to read frequently that make me feel strong.) I will be doing different segments about my Becoming Strong. The segments are undecided as of yet, but they are to come.
Next will be my Becoming Strong playlist. (Songs that make me feel strong and empowered.)

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Light

Light is something we see every day. Something we need to be able to see at all. But how much do we really think about light? I didn't hardly at all until I went to Anaheim. There I fell in love with light. I fell in love with the way sunrise came slowly, softly, showing everything in delicate pastels, and gradually allowing colors to come to their full potential. I fell in love with the daytime light, with the way everything was shown by the hazy sun subtly, gently, not brashly or harshly, just simply. And mostly, I fell in love with sunset. Sunsets there are pure magic. There's always a few clouds that turn the brightest pinks and oranges and then the softest most gorgeous dusty rose color just as the sun sinks. And the sunsets make everything glow. Especially the castle though. The castle catches all the light it's given and reflects it so perfectly. It's hard to even describe, so luckily I captured it one day with my camera.
Isn't it just perfect? The way the light softens and bounces of the castle?
It's like the soft perfect ending of a fairy tale.

Somehow Disney has paid off the sun to make their park look perfect constantly. But especially at sunset I think so then you remember the perfection and glow of happiness you saw during the day. Just look how beautiful the Matterhorn and Tea Cups look! This day was gorgeous and simply breathtaking. They are bittersweet to look at and just make me want to go back so bad I can barely stand staying home one more second.


That may be my favorite picture I took at Disneyland.
Except for the lady's head in the corner.... :/

I was driving home a week or two ago and the light was just like the glowing perfect Anaheim sunsets. It was brilliant and beautiful and I cried I was so moved. (I cry easy if you never noticed.) It made me want to run, fly, skip, drive, ride, anything to get back to Disneyland as quickly as possible to see the beauty again in the place that in belongs in my memory.

I hope the light inside me and the light of my life is much like the light of Anaheim. Soft, glowing, forgiving of faults, yet illuminating of truth, and ending in brilliant beauty and perfect peace.