Life Advice [via] Ms. White

In an age that suffers from FOMO [fear of missing out] it is no surprise to me that we can get in a tizzy, worked up, personally bothered & anti-something [or anything].

We insert ourselves into people’s lives as if they were our own — “I mean, I know everything about them [I follow them on Instagram] surely I’m granted a fair opinion on their affairs.”

Transparency? Possibly. 

Fixation on others vs. sharpening ourselves? Most definitely. 

Our days allow for so much opportunity, possibility, sights, acts of kindness, growth & yet we swell our well with the thoughts, actions, food choices, political stances, relationship updates & opinions [on everything] of others. 

 

I raise my hand — I am as guilty as the rest & like everything >> balance is required. B U T a challenge to myself: self reflect, pray, read, write, sing, laugh & be present more + troll less. 

My life is now >> I’m not about missing out. 

#NoFOMO

Butterflies

I have this obsession with checking the National Day Calendar & when I saw yesterday was National Learn About Butterflies Day, only one thing came to mind: our Dana. Mother, daughter, sister, aunt, friend.

To us, she was aunt. And our aunt Dana was the greatest, silliest, orneriest, funniest, big haired, red lipped human; best laugh included.

At a family get together she revealed to us her tattoo; a butterfly. So “outside the lines” of her then. And we loved it.

Little did she know that she would transform us, individually & as a family, while she was on earth & thereafter as she flew away to the Skies.

It is noted that the butterfly is a symbol of powerful transformation; the word of the soul & the mark of elevation from earthly matters. Our Dana. 

Since Dana’s passing several members of our family have had the colorful symbol inked on limbs of their own in her remembrance & in her reminder that this life is one of transformation. Where we are today gives no preface for tomorrow’s vantage point & that the moment of “now” is most precious. 

Thank you Dana for transforming in my heart that the time spent with my loved ones is most treasured; that the unknown concept of time should furthermore instill in us to love, give & value our close ones. 

 

Celebrate Me Home…

This is my favorite time of the year & my first holiday season back in Kansas from my stint in Texas; chalking up another journey of “self discovery”.

Five years ago I would have laughed in the face of anyone who told me I would ever reside in Kansas once more; and this time, it’s by choice.

My journey in Texas collected miles & I missed my family & loved ones more & more. I was absent from graduations, birthdays, reunions; the absence from simpler day-to-day excursions was just as annoying.

Seeing as this wasn’t the first time I packed my car & went vagabond, I knew these yearnings for home were coming from a different place.

Maybe a “grown” place.
A “seen enough” place.
To some, a “quitter” place.
But in fact, a place of “growth”was ensuing.

A place where I had realized that my geographical whereabouts do not define me; nor does my status, things of monetary value or the job that I possess. That my spirit is not hindered or altered by my surroundings but by my own mindset, insecurities & inhibitions.

That because He is within me I am able to be the vessel He has created me to be; present & purposeful, no matter where I am.

The change I was once praying for, in fact, would be a change of my own heart.

It took nearly a year of patience & courage but I was able to wave goodbye to Texas knowing that my growing pains lead to growth that lead me home.

#GratefulHeart.
#KansasChristmas.
#CelebrateMeHome.

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Sun•Day (Yay)

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Sundays are the best days (my fav in fact)…especially when you have the pleasure of spending the evening with an awesome group of warm, wise folks, yummy food and [near] endless vino. An event hosted by the wonderful Robin, owner of the Bartlett Arboretum along with husband Kenny, who delivered her true to form specialty: delight.

In her speech to friends she expressed gratitude for their support, reminisced stories & uncovered lessons learned from longstanding friends she now calls family.

The woman has a way with words & I admire it so much because I am a lover of vocabulary.

During her speech she shared a few key words & phrases that stuck with me as I began to reflect on experiences & loved ones of my own:

•Patience
•Tenacity
•”Do it anyway”
•”With the end in mind”
•”Have fun & enjoy the view”

In the last year I have been a student to patience while being reminded it is a virtue for a reason.

My patience was tested while trying to decide whether I was being called to stay in Texas or come back to Kansas where my heart was. To make a long story short, patience eventually lead me home.

It was also tested when I met my Tree. I had no idea when we met that I was stumbling upon a wonderful human with the greatest heart & soul; that he would later teach me so much about letting go, letting God & the flow of life take it’s course, to believe in myself & my gifts. We began as friends but patience proved to bring us together in it’s own time. #thankful.

My yoga practice continues to test my patience as well — rather than envisioning where I want to be in my practice, yoga helps bring me back to the present moment to notice just how far I have come. I know one day I will be as developed as I envision but for now I am learning to be thankful for the voyage, setting my intention on trust & continued diligence.

Chutzpah, spunk, guts, backbone, willfulness…tenacity. Does anything worthwhile come to fruition without it? Or without the acknowledgment that sometimes despite our mindset, mood or plans we have to just grin, bear it & “do it anyway”?

I was a fan of listening to Robin reflect on times of “doing it anyway” especially on days where #TheStruggleWasReal.

There have been times when I’ve needed reminding that the situations I’m in are temporary & that without my personal tests I would never have my own testimony. “Doing it anyway” has offered me growth and has provided me with “entertaining” stories of my journey [typically after the storm, of course]; suggesting along the way to not necessarily be focused on the “end result” but rather keep “the end in mind”. We always hear people referring to the journey rather than the destination; go figure, they’re right. But sometimes the journey isn’t dang roses & Earth, Wind & Fire but rather a pain, rocks & glass [thank you Kid President]. I suppose life calls for us to get our hands a little dirty on occasion.

And lastly, she spoke of “having fun & enjoying the view”. A self explanatory reminder but how easily we forget.

Sunday adventure.
Monday jots.
Daily reminders.

Thankful heart, always.

#HappyMonday.