They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Even if they are only each worth fifty, I thought I’d share some photos to sum up some of the summer and my experiences of 2018, thus far. It has been a good year, full of growth, change, adjustment, and acceptance. Most of all, it has been a happy six months.
I am blessed. I hope others have the opportunity to live life this fully, as well.
Here are the keys to my happiness. Perhaps they will guide others to find their own. Continue reading “Thousand-Word Images”
After a week in Barcelona, a week in Venice, and a weekend in Milan, I have realized two things: 1. The world is incredible. 2. One must pace oneself in order to experience it as such.
Each day, I’ve needed to find a new pace. Some days, I’ve been tired, but pushed myself just enough; other days, I’ve awoke three hours too early to fulfill the excitement that emanated through my body; and of course there have been days when I’ve set out at the wrong pace, and have had to adjust to find one that felt right.
At the right pace, I’ve soaked in some of the most incredible sights, some of the greatest people, and some of the weirdest literary texts. Each place I’ve stayed has also reminded me of who I am, who I was, and who/how I want to be. Likewise, these moments have reflected the environments that allow me to grow, and those which prove more difficult to navigate, even with the best map. Continue reading “A Word from Abroad”
Life keeps happening and it happens fast.
I am so grateful for this past year. For the good and the bad. For all that I have learned and for those who have helped me learn it.
I am grateful for the mistakes I have made and the obstacles I have overcome. I am grateful for 365 days of freedom to make mistakes. I’m grateful for the courses I’ve taken and the jobs I’ve had. I’m grateful for the holidays I’ve shared and the people I’ve met. I’m grateful for the things that have stayed the same and for those that have changed.
I never could have predicted I would wind up where I am, but I have learned that almost nothing is predictable, and almost everything winds up okay. Continue reading “Peacing it Together”
It’s been a little over three months since I last blogged, but it feels like a lifetime. I think I needed space from the inner dialogue that narrated my actions and this account. What was right and what was wrong began to be diluted by my ego, and my soul had been shut down by the busy-ness of my days.
Over these past three months, I have slowed down quite a bit.
After my appendectomy in March, I flew to Tanzania where I worked with orphans alongside my father’s team of doctors, nurses, and other medical professionals on their medical mission (see what we did by watching this video). It was the first time I lost access to technology and artificial stimulation since I had been in treatment and I began to see the drastic difference between that and my life at BC. Somewhere in the middle was where I wanted to be. Once I returned from Tanzania, I had to make a series of choices to regain the stability and peace I had lost in the chaos of my daily life. Some of those decisions were harder than others and with each thing I gained, there were things I had to lose.
Despite the losses of my journey, these past three months have given me back a consciousness to which I can listen. I still have to sort through which thoughts I want to act upon, but I am able to hear with a clarity that I had somewhat previously lost.
Continue reading “Listening to Fifth Harmony”