Decision-making can be such an Achilles heel Like a plague, indecisiveness spreads Uncertainty due to complexity The distraction of entertainment Like sirens luring you to destruction with its sweet song
The month of June has been packed with challenges and plenty of decisions! A few:
Choice of tech- Vizzelie or Cinchshare? IG vs FB vs Twitter?
Sugar restrictive diet or partaking in a baking frenzy?
10,000 K steps consistently or rest in between for Pacer App?
Power through an SQL course or academic leave of absence?
Red pill vs Blue pill? 🙂
“This is your last chance. After this there is no turning back. You take the blue pill: the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill: you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.”
It’s the imperfections that make something beautiful. That’s what makes it different and unique from everything else.
– Bob Ross
Last night, I enjoyed digitally painting alongside Bob Ross for the first time. His soothing voice helped quell any anxiety as he takes you away to a fantasy world of luscious landscapes. Bob also said that as you’re painting, you can create a story along the way. So, I will link up to Denise, author of Girlie on the Edge’s Blog for her Six Sentence Story word prompt.
Invigorated by the fleeting, fresh smell of pine, Mirela admired the radiance rippling across the lake during her morning stroll in the fields while munching on her croissant breakfast egg and ham sandwich.
Mirela vanquished her fear of unknown and retreated to the mountains, a dream destination, away from the noise and bustle of the city life she’s been in the thick of for decades.
The care of her sanity was treated with high priority during a tumultuous time in history, so the guidance of her heart has led her and her husband to this peaceful place.
She enjoys the quiet moments of checking out the woodland creatures scurrying away to their homes holding food tightly to their chest while hiking her way through the woods.
As she came back from her brisk walk, her husband had just finished chopping wood to add to the crackling fire on the hearth of the fireplace.
They walk into the cabin together preparing to drink a glass of delicious wine and feast on some delicious pot pie.
Happy new year everyone! I hope you all had a blessed day! Cheers to new dreams and goals ahead with powerful declarations for the future. You’re worthy of great things in your lives and I hope that you will live up to your full potential.
I’ve been relaxing, tidying up my room, enjoying time with the family, and entranced by a variety of shows on Netflix. Growing up, I had terrible vision, and always needed glasses. I always wondered what it would be like to see with 20/20 vision with full clarity.
What does my vision for 2020 look like? Maybe it can be clearer with the help of this really thoughtful gift my coworker gave me as my Secret Santa this past Christmas. He knows I enjoy blogging, and I’m very excited to explore these quotes! Here’s one I’ll think about:
“I know the price of success: dedication, hard work, and an unremitting devotion to the things you want to see happen.”
Frank Lloyd Wright
2019 feels like a blur to me! From computer networking classes to public speaking classes, it’s been a journey of self-improvement. The ideas from the pictures and phrases that I glued to my vision board this year started manifesting left and right. I don’t know why I feel surprised. It’s typically a fun, relaxing craft activity for me. To be honest, the metaphysics behind the mysterious “Law of Attraction” still fascinates me. Maybe, I see what I want to see. Regardless, it’s been an interesting year and there are stories to tell!
I can share one story. I cut and pasted an intriguing quote I found in Forbes magazine from Douglas Baker Jr., CEO of Ecolabs. Curious to know why he was 2017’s Person of the Year by Twin Cities Business.
“Our focus is delivering clean water safe food, abundant energy, and healthy environments. These needs are fundamental and transcend economic ups and downs. Wherever water needs to be conserved, food needs to be safe, energy is required, and people seek healthier environments, we will find opportunity.”
Douglas Baker Jr.
One evening, the president of the local Rotary Club invites me to a meeting to see what’s new in the community. The Rotary Club’s central causes are: promoting peace, fighting disease, providing clean water, saving mothers and children, supporting education, and growing local economies.
I’ve been on the fence about joining because of other obligations. Despite my reasons related to time, I find myself participating in and feeling enthused by their community projects.
So, that evening a communication arts teacher shares with us a recycling contest the school has joined with Pepsi Co. My ears perked up. I’ve been looking for an environmental cause post-graduation. I immediately got to work and started to partner with the local Wal-marts and Mary Kay representatives to collect aluminum cans and type 1 and type 2 plastics. I’ve been collecting at my friends’ holiday parties as well.
My car smells soda and the scent has been attracting honey bees. My poor guests have been carefully shooing them out the window. I haven’t been able to drop them off at the school because the facilities are closed for the holidays. Thank goodness my boyfriend offered his truck to help which reminds me of this song!
Inescapable Nowhere to turn but the now Moon is spotlighting
After meeting with lobbyists from various advocacy groups all day, Princess Marceline attempted to sleep. Despite residing in the comfort of her castle, she was entangled in her sheets and unable to rest in her bed as she tossed and turned. In her dream, she was supposed to pitch several ideas and initiatives to help her country recover from the damage caused by war by presenting a speech in front of the people she served. Wearing a brilliant blue gown designed by fashion designer, Pierre, she marveled at the beauty of the intricate lacy French brocade near her wrists.
She pulled the curtains aside and stepped forward out to the balcony. As her subjects’ eyes attentively stared back at her, Marceline’s typical poise was disturbed by her inability to speak. She suddenly remembered something that a dear friend once shared with her which elevated her spirit.
“Surfing in crowds is like mind over matter. If I don’t mind it don’t matter.”
Her trembling was imperceptible from such a far distance, but she refused to be daunted by the anxiety of her temporary muteness. She drew in strength from her loyal, dedicated audience and smiled. She turned to her interpreter on the right and began performing sign language. The interpreter read her hands and began speaking into the mike and out to the crowd before her, “Thank you for coming out today. Contrary to a popular critic’s prediction that the crowd will not come out due to the cold and rain, it seems like today is quite the exception!” Marceline slowly felt the anxiety melt away as the crowd cheered in unison.
Lucid dreams present A chance to change the outcome Dignity and charm
Moments within sitting down The ground absorbed her tension brought about from her mental prison Refocusing her energy from the disenchantment of cynicism to the spontaneity of curiosity Gazing out in theendless sea ahead Reaching for a new ideal One that sparks a more joyous life Basking in the healing rays of the sunset Dreaming of the next adventure Relishing the breeze Enriched by tranquil surroundings Delighting in the grains of sand between her fingers that soothes her soul Serenity in abundance Unseen until now Instinctively understanding the momentum of each precious moment in the spectrum of time
Good morning everyone! Hope you had a wonderful weekend! I looked up a Merriam-Webster dictionary definition of revival to refresh my understanding and this is what popped up:
a new presentation or publication of something old
renewed attention to or interest in something
a return of strength and importance
When I visited my niece, I noticed reoccurring symbol in her artwork that captivated me. An eye in the palm of a hand. She herself didn’t knew what it meant but I was surprised because I’ve suddenly encountered the symbol a lot in my environment. Following my curiosity, I learned that it is known as the “Hand of God” (or Hand of Fatima), an spiritual symbol of protection from the evil eye to bring health, wealth, good fortune, happiness, good luck, and fertility. Ooo la-la!
Hamsa’s earliest origins were in the middle east. Several celebrities (Jennifer Aniston, Heidi Klum, Jay-Z, Gwyneth Paltrow, Madonna) have been spotted wearing it. To learn more about the symbolic significance in various religions, you can visit this website! https://aromantly.com/blogs/spirituality/hamsa-meaning
A Visit Back to Yesteryear
Richa shared some wonderful quotes which made me reflect on my past life a bit. I was browsing through LinkedIn today and came across an article about burnout and this section prompted a flashback:
Ten years ago, I had my first experience with burnout in my early years of college. I was in need of delimiting my responsibilities. I was studying many things that I was passionate about in combination with subject matter that I was not interested in. I wasn’t getting as much sleep as I should have and lost weight from not eating properly because I was trying to keep up with my peers and stay on top of my scholarly workload.
One day, a childhood friend once noted and said to me, “You don’t pray often, do you?” I felt a little irked and thought to myself, “How would she know if I prayed in my private time? Can she really assume?” A nagging question suddenly dawned on me though. I wondered if an individual’s interior life of prayer can affect one’s external life.
Despite me conducting so much research on my assignments and looking for answers, I was cognizant of the fact that there are some things that cannot be answered via research database. One night, I lied in my bed and stared at the ceiling. Though I loved what I was doing in college, paradoxically, I also prayed for some way of escape…at least temporarily.
During my time on campus, I became aware of a religious awakening spreading throughout the student body. Many people described it as a “revival”. Speakers shared stories with a sort of fervor that I was unaccustomed to. Many students from a variety of faith backgrounds mingled, sincerely listened to each other, studied together, prayed for one another through their troubles, and offered assistance where needed.
Quenching the thirst of my curiosity, I also read academic books on the history of prayer and the power of intercessory prayer. I also poured over various religious books of wisdom while hanging out in prayer houses. I suddenly became very intrigued by these ancient books. My mom was entertained by my fascination with these dead authors. 😉
After years of the frost of cynicism covering these student lives, I witnessed dramatic transformations and strengthened relationships. Admittedly, it felt unreal to me to experience a beautiful scene of an integrated diverse community where people didn’t just tolerate differences in one another, but wholeheartedly embraced all the quirks within each other. Some developed a fresh zeal to tackle on local problems in society like hunger, diabetes, homelessness, trafficking, etc.
So! That’s what revival has meant to me in my life. What about you? 🙂
An ephemeral network outage happened last night. I could not access the internet to do research for my homework on my laptop, read my books on my Kindle, or watch my evening Netflix shows to wind down for the day. I felt somewhat relieved that I could unplug for the day. It’s rather difficult for me to do at times.
I decided to test out one of Rory’s snifty pens that I requested and doodled in a notebook for the evening. The pen smelled like birthday cake! You inspired me last evening to create a rather interesting world…
Every Thursday, I will pick up a “prompt word” to be acted upon by y’all. You are free to go wild with your imagination and interpret the “prompt” in any way that you like – photo, prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction, quotes, articles or drawing/painting – whatever works for you! In short, it’s all about you being the BOSS and choosing the best way possible to express and depict your understanding of the prompt and go berserk!
I’m going to entertain myself and let myself daydream for a moment! My boyfriend would be happy to read this. He daydreams quite often, and as a result comes up with amazing ideas and solutions. I tend to underestimate the benefits reaped from simply sitting back on a bed somewhere and letting my mind wander. Sometimes I find myself drawn in many directions as I am an eclectic person. Let’s see where my stream of consciousness takes me today!
Nox @ The Daily Spur shared this photo prompt and the first thing that comes to my mind is the contours of a geological topographic map and pleated fabric. It’s minimalist, yet intriguing with its curves and shadows revealing layers and depth. I can almost imagine feeling the texture of it in my hands!
Seeing pleated fabric in Nox’s images inspires me to search for images of several pleated dresses and I stumble across some stunning gowns. I’ll save these ideas as they can be applied to future projects.
As I’m looking at this array of photos, I can’t help but think of an inspirational image I saved of Coco Chanel who was sitting at a studio desk of sorts. She had this look of wonder as she drew sketches of what she wanted to create next. The backdrop was a variety of sewing supplies in a chaotic mess of sorts. Yet, the expression on her face reflected a very clear vision of what she was going to achieve. I remembered thinking to myself, “I want to feel what Coco Chanel is feeling.” Excitement, passion, enthusiasm integrated in a grounding sense of purpose.
Coco Chanel was born Gabrielle Bonheur Chanel in 1883 in France. After her mother died, her father, a peddler dropped her off at an orphanage where she learned to sew. The name Coco came from her early career as a singer. She opened her shop in 1910 initially selling hats, and as she branched out, she began making clothes. Her initial success in sewing came after she refashioned an old jersey into a dress on a cold day. She continued to build on top of her thriving business by creating a fragrance line. She describes perfume so elegantly here:
Suddenly, I’m remembering my mother’s favorite Coco Chanel perfume: Nth degree #5. This elegant and timeless scent will always remind me of mom. I remembered when she found a good deal at the souvenir shop at the airport, a set of three bottles for $60 or so. Mom always loves to drift away to a fanciful world that she dreams and often brought me along with her.
Coco had her share of ups and downs in her life. She had an controversial love life tinged with a bit of scandal and some fascinating friendships including Winston Churchill, Pablo Picasso, and Igor Stravinski! Now I’ll just reflect on some bold quotes by Coco Chanel and keep dreaming. Thanks for reading, dear dreamer! Till next time! 😉