Hello, everyone! Yes, I am indeed still above ground. I say this in jest, as I often receive emails from my blogging friends asking where I am. I am currently working at university, living in a wonderful little town, and having the most wonderful people in my life that I have ever been surrounded by.
I apologize for my lack of blogging in the past 10 months. I shall soon start publishing my micro poetry on here (a genre of writing that I have fallen in love with).
In the meantime, you can find me on Twitter (here) and Instagram (here) The links are also on the left sidebar. I post frequently on both of these mediums.
I hope each and every one of you are having an amazing start to 2019 🙂
Friday, March 2, 2018
I tend to romanticize everything. I always have, and more than likely, always will. Heart over head. Heart wins, every time. I am unapologetically passionate. That passion drives me. Last year, someone told me that I needed to "get my head out of the clouds". What they did not realize is that I would have no ability to come down from those clouds. I am unable to.
But, not only am I unable to, I am also unwilling to. My head will always be in the clouds. That is where I feel alive. Would life be less complicated sometimes if I were more practical? Of course it would. I do not deny that. Would life be "safer" if I learned to allow my head to take precedence over my heart? Certainly. Would life hold less potential for heartache if we cloak our heart in protection? Without a doubt. I concede all of these points. But, you know what? Life would be far less magical. Life would be absent those endorphins that make moments unforgettable.
I think we are socialized to value practicality above all else. My question is: why? Why dissuade today's children from living with their head in the clouds? Why dissuade today's children from following their heart? Why do we assign value to the tangible, while assigning no such value to the intangible? Perhaps I am not the most practical person. The most grounded person. The most realistic person. Perhaps I will never be. But I would never in a million years trade the possibility of magic for the certainty of the mundane.
I will gladly take the risk. Always.
Monday, July 31, 2017
Even though I'm an introvert by nature, I love people. I love learning about them...learning their stories. Turning the pages that make up their book. Learning their dreams, aspirations, fears, hopes, and joys. Learning the very essence of what makes them, them. Most of all, I love listening. We go through life with surface interactions because that's what we are conditioned to do. I place a large part of the blame on our fast-paced society. It's as if people do not have the time anymore.
However, I want to know what's below the surface. I want to know the real you. I don't want the stream. I want the ocean...
Saturday, March 4, 2017
Nature vs. Nurture. It has been an ongoing debate in psychological circles since the dawn of the field of psychology itself.
Some psychologists insist that our personalities are formed at the same time our brain is formed. That whether we become a sociopath, and introvert, an extrovert, a compassionate person, a selfish person, etc. is hardwired into our brain from birth. They state that the environment we are raised in has no impact whatsoever on the presence, or lack thereof, of those traits. They point to the brain scans of sociopaths, where the region of the brain that controls empathy is literally a dead zone, as evidence that biological factors determine personality. They also point out that introverts and extroverts exhibit completely different brain patterns.
Perhaps the most convincing argument for the nature argument is that siblings often have completely different personalities, despite being raised in the same environment. If environment was truly the determining factor, they argue, then wouldn't siblings have almost identical personalities?
Other psychologists insist that our personality is molded in our formative childhood years, and is largely dependent upon the environment that we are raised in. They state that a child raised in a compassionate and loving home will become a compassionate and loving adult. That a child raised in a dysfunctional, abusive, or unloving home will become an adult unable to form healthy relationships and more prone to criminal activity. They point out that those raised in loving and supportive homes have much lower rates of juvenile delinquency, for example, than those from "dysfunctional" homes.
Other psychologists find some middle ground by positing that it is a combination of the two, both nature and nurture, that determine who we are.
What are your thoughts? Are we shaped by nature or nurture? Does one have more influence than the other?
Saturday, December 17, 2016
Fact Check: TRUE:
I have always had a tremendously deep love for Christmas. I begin counting down to Christmas sometime in August, and I begin listening to Christmas music sometime in October (much to the chagrin of friends and coworkers). People have always asked me to explain where my love for Christmas comes from. I cannot really explain it other than to say that my love of Christmas as a child has stayed with me as an adult. It has never left, and in many ways, has only grown stronger.
Of course the commercialization of Christmas is a little out of hand, and has been for quite some time. However, that does not offset the joy and giving spirit of the season. I enjoy the season of giving, of camaraderie, and the random acts of kindness. I enjoy the endless supply of ridiculously cheesy-yet-awesome Hallmark Christmas movies. I enjoy hearing Christmas music playing in all of the shops and stores. I enjoy driving around and looking at the Christmas lights on display during a cold winter's night.
I would be remiss if I did not mention that I also love the copious amount of sweets that I consume during this time of year (unrelated, I need a bigger belt).
My blogging family means the world to me, so I want to wish each and every one of you a very Merry Christmas from the bottom of my heart.
What is your favorite thing about the Christmas season?
Saturday, October 29, 2016
"Rare as is true love, true friendship is rarer" - Jean de La fontaine
One of the most valuable things in life, and sometimes one of the most under-appreciated, is true friendship.
The kind of friendship that is genuine, selfless, and real.
Throughout our lives we meet hundreds if not thousands of people who become acquaintances. Casual friendships. But, over the course of our lives, I think we can count the number of true genuine friendships on one hand.
And when you find a true friendship like that, I think you hold onto it forever. I think you cherish it. Nurture it. Appreciate it. For it is every bit as valuable as anything you'll ever find.
Everybody is familiar with the concept of soul mates. But I also think we have "soul friends". Those people who were meant to come into our our lives. The type of friendships that can only be described as feeling like "home".
There something refreshing about being able to be your true genuine self with somebody. Free from judgment. Free from the veneer and the façade that casual acquaintances see.
Let's face it, sometimes in life we need to be humble enough to allow ourselves to lean on someone. And it is those true friendships that sustain us through those rough and rocky times that life can often present us with.
So here's to true friendship. May we all appreciate it when we find it, and hold onto it - for true friendship is everlasting
What are your thoughts on the importance of friendship in our lives?
Friday, August 19, 2016
If you could travel to the future and spend one day 500 years in the future
Or travel back in time and spend one day 500 years in the past
And your safety was guaranteed...
Which would you choose? And why?