I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.
Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.
Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.
But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.
And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.
We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.
We never know when the bus is coming.
A MILLION TIMES YES.
I feel small; but so are stars from a distance.
ten word poem, i. (via vedere-paul)
“Write it. Shoot it. Publish it. Crochet it. Saute it. Whatever, make.” - @JossWhedon #WordsToLiveBy
An excellent mantra for Professional Lady Badass Brunch day!
Be loved. Be known. Love people and know people. Be so brave as to raise a hand for help when you need it. Make friends and make sure they know they matter. Be loyal to them and fight for them. Remind them what’s true and invite them to do the same when you forget. If you do some losing or you walk with someone else in their defeat, live with dignity and grace. It is a middle finger to the darkness.
To be a good human is to have a kind of openness to the world, an ability to trust uncertain things beyond your own control, that can lead you to be shattered in very extreme circumstances for which you were not to blame. That says something very important about the ethical life: that it is based on a trust in the uncertainty, and on a willingness to be exposed. It’s based on being more like a plant than a jewel: something rather fragile, but whose very particular beauty is inseparable from that fragility.
Martha Nussbaum in Bill Moyer’s World of Ideas
Song: “Beauty of Uncertainty” by KT Tunstall
Oh my god, the blanket fort. And politeness!
Can I get a FUCK YEAH?
I know I am no Seth Godin or Marie Forleo or Tammy Tibbetts (yet)…
But relative to my own life and in context of my goals last year, 2013 kicked some serious, serious ass.
You can watch the lighter fluid hit the match in April when Christine opened my eyes to a new physical/mental/spiritual world. Here’s how:
- January: traveled to Richmond.
- February: traveled to Charleston.
- March: Worked up the courage to end a relationship spiraling south.
- April: Introduced to Baller Dinners, Patrick, Cat, Mike, Goal Spreadsheets, Waveborn Sunglasses and Nike Training Club ALL thanks to Christine!
- May: traveled to London. Read Chris Guillebeau’s book on the plane ride, loved it, blogged about it. Had my aunt come out and visit and open my heart to so much new love for my family.
- June: traveled to New York, Chicago. Saw old friends while watching an old friend get married.
- July: Cat gave me The Magic of Thinking Big which was a complete brain game changer.
- August: traveled to New York. Had a fucking great birthday taco party, setting a record for THREE consecutive birthdays without crying.
- September: traveled to ALL OF ITALY(!!!!), London. Promotion, woo! Called Ev to get closure to a 2.5 year itch.
- October: worksplosion! Started doing weekly Skype dates with my little sister WHOM/WHICH I LOVE. Started journaling again.
- November: traveled to San Francisco. Worksplosion continued. Got to be home for Thanksgiving for the first time in 8 years!
- December: traveled to Denver. Had my first Christmas as a single lady since 2005. Made big moves on the legal front towards a scary audacious new goal.
And my favorite thing is that if you read back through last year’s posts, you can watch my self-confidence and self-worth rise slowly but surely. It’s completely magical.
As a testament to the power of intention, this is the way I framed up 2013 last year:
2013 is going to be a year of action. For not sitting idly by when something needs to be said or done. For not letting fear be the excuse. And for learning when something doesn’t need to be said or done and acting accordingly.
Fuck yeah, man.
2014 is going to be the year of doing the work and keeping my word to myself and to others. 2014 is about trust: growing my trust from others and validating my trust in myself.