I went down the social media rabbit hole recently and Tumbled upon the beautiful words written below. Social media has the immense capacity to lead us into the comparison trap, but it also has the ability to do what it started out to do: connect us. To Katharine, That Kind of Woman, the stranger on the internet, thank you for writing, and thank you for sharing your voice. It’s resonated with me profoundly.
This past week I allowed myself to do something I haven’t done in the three and a half years since I started my full-time, post college job: I took a full week off work.
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“I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.”- Robert Fulghum, All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten: Uncommon Thoughts on Common Things.
I was at dinner the other night with one of my college girlfriends when I asked, “is this where you thought you’d be by now?” Coming from a girl that had just locked her own keys in to her car the second time that month (shout out to AAA), I think I was asking more out of desperation than anything else. Hoping that there was someone to commiserate with my own feelings of uncertainty that’s hovered close by throughout most of my mid-twenties.
“i want to apologize to all the women i have called beautiful
before i’ve called them intelligent or brave
i am sorry i made it sound as though
something as simple as what you’re born with
is all you have to be proud of
when you have broken mountains with your wit
from now on i will say things like
you are resilient, or you are extraordinary
not because i don’t think you’re beautiful
but because i need you to know
you are more than that” -Rupi Kaur
Earlier this fall I was at a small dinner party with one of my childhood girlfriends, when we were posed the question: “…is that where your community is?”
I count myself VERY lucky to know the woman behind today’s post. We met when I was a twiggy sixth grader with a big mouth and even bigger opinions. Through the years she’s been one of my biggest supporters and largest advocates for my own self-worth. She’s one of the most generous people I know in every aspect of her life, and one thing she’s given abundantly beyond her time and energy is her advice. Below is some thoughts she wanted to share with all of you beautiful readers. Thanks for being on my team Dana, and challenging me to be the best version of myself. Love you!
“There comes a time we all have to reign in our crazy and become what we want to attract.”Read More
Last week I had a friend ask me if I was boycotting Instagram.
She’d noticed that I hadn’t posted anything in a while. Two months to be exact. But the truth is, I just haven’t had much to say.
“Writers write because they have something to say; readers read because they have something to learn.”-Ashley Abramson
Life has felt a little bland as of late. Somehow the hearty winter oats with their comfort and warmth have turned beige and starchy mid-bite.
I’m tired of the brown. I’m tired of the crunchy-dead grass underfoot, and I long for longer summers days when leaves tickle the sidewalk with light.
My insides are beginning to feel like my outsides, monochromatic and muddled. I’m longing for something new, something fresh with a lightness in spirit.
“They won’t tell you fairy tales of how girls can be dangerous and still win. They will only tell you stories where girls are sweet and kind and reject all sin. I guess to them it’s a terrifying thought, a red riding hood who knew exactly what she was doing when she invited the wild in.” -Nikita Gill
A few days ago a friend posted the above poem as a caption to her photography. When I read it I couldn’t decide if I wanted to embark on some grand adventure or weep.
There’s something about this poem that has resonated very deeply with me. Made me question what it means the be the one that invites the wild in- to make your own fairy tale.
“Maybe our girl friends are our soul mates, and boys are just people to have fun with.”
I think any true Colorado native would say that there is a tangible shift in the air this time of year. Something changes with the colors of the leaves as we pack away our summer shorts and pull out warmer layers. It’s this shift from the lightheartedness of summer, to something a little earthier- heartier, and full of anticipation for the colder months to come.
I also think it’s rare this time of year to not to talk to someone who is dying to escape to the mountains. To breathe in the fresh fall air and hear the crunch of dying leaves under their feet.