Sometime in life you just have to go back to your roots. Back to a time when everything you used was simple. Eating those things that nourish you, drinking the things your body craves, using products that enhance your beauty rather than cover it up. And sometimes, you wake up and realize that's not enough. It's time for a paradiam shift. To view the world as you did when you were a child.
I can't put it into words more perfectly than this person did- "it's about a re-awakening of the human spirit that you had as a child. As you grow up you lose it, your heart grows colder. We were little gods, but it was taken from us by people telling us we are "turning every good thing into rust." So we adjust to become grown ups, and we lose ourselves in a spirit crushing world that we are told is reality."
Today I wake up and re-gain that human spirit that encourages me to dance, be kind and enjoy life.
Eclectic Rubbish
What's that phrase? Jack of all trades, master of none? Yeah, that's me. Welcome.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Life Mantra
“Look at you. You’re young. And you’re scared. Why are you so scared? Stop being paralyzed. Stop swallowing your words. Stop caring what other people think. Wear what you want. Say what you want. Listen to the music you want to listen to. Play it loud as hell and dance to it. Go out for a drive at midnight and forget that you have school the next day. Stop waiting for Friday. Live now. Do it now. Take risks. Tell secrets. This life is yours. When are you going to realize that you can do whatever you want?”
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Obsessions
Photo of Guster from here
I think my journey into life began with music. The discovery of new bands has led me to begin a journey of self-awareness. It's helped me to realize what people mean when they say that a song speaks to them. And it's helped me to come into my own- caring not what others think but creating a path for me. It urges me to break out of this state of complacency and to learn about the world, myself and others.
In my head, this blog has tons of followers that are dying to know what my favorite summer songs are....well have no fear dear. Copy away
Guster- "Rise and Shine".. I'm pretty sure this is about dying, purgatory or something i'm not deep enough to get. I just like the soothing harmonies.
Lupe Fiasco- "Show Goes On"... Who has 2 thumbs and learned the words to this whole song off of azlyrics.com? This girl.
Artic Monkeys- "Fake Tales of San Francisco"... Doesn't this song make you want to jump around like crazy? Anybody? Just me? Great- it's awkward now.
Billy Idol- "Rebel Yell"... I'll redeem myself with a little Billy Idol. An oldie that begs to be belted out.
Foster the People- "Pumped up Kicks"... another catchy song with a distributing message. I think I'll re-think going to this concert- at least not until I dye my hair black or something. As a blonde, I'd be the first to go!
MC Solaar- "Caroline" - I'd like to think that if we moved to Paris, I'd be cool enough to sit in a coffee shop where this guy was. Oh yeah- and I would know what he was saying.
The Faint- "The Geeks Were Right" - Just plain funny to me.
Bruno Mars- "Count on Me" - For my hubby.
Black Keys- "Everlasting Light" - no commentary needed. It's the Black Keys for goodness sake.
ok.. i'm tired now. You get the jist...I like a random group of artists. Shocker, I know.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Beauty in the Small Things
But it's ok. It's moments like this that makes them realize how satisfying it is to find joy in the little things. Like a cup of coffee made seconds before the power shut off. And a bowl of Cheerios found on the top shelf of the pantry (dinner). And the laughter that comes with a spontaneous game of "Would You Rather".
I love us.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Beach readings
image from here
Enter this morning when all I could think of was the fate of Lisbeth Salander. I'd finally gotten past all the introductions of characters and background stories and was able to get to the real plot. As soon as the clock struck noon I was out the door. I've often longed for a spot of my own.. a reading nook that I could inhabit during lunch and eat my leftovers. So as I drove around Gulfport, I realized that the pier created the perfect place for this. Plenty of parking spots- so I wouldn't look like a total creeper- and it was close enough to the office for me to push my time limit. As I re-surfaced my speed reading skills (told you.. nerd), I discovered my secret reading place isn't so secret after all. Either I have 4 stalkers or other people like to spend their lunch break in their car reading as well.
So mission accomplished. I now have a place to retreat to when I need the outdoors, but just can't find the outdoor french cafes I so desire.
Next step- actually sit outside and be social. Baby steps people.
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