“If you find yourself constantly trying to prove your worth to someone, you have already forgotten your value.” — unknown
Tag Archives: life
I’ve started a new project
I get on the train at sunrise, and get on again at sunset. But the fickle pen will find time to rise again this weekend! Stay tuned
In the meantime, here’s a wonderful quote to inspire you and explain why I’m on a new assignment this month!
“Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy.”
— Robert Tew
Finding beauty in the ugliest of places
I’m fascinated by decay. There’s something about broken people and broken things that I find alluring. Holism suggests that “the whole is more than the sum of its parts” (shout out to Aristotle’s Metaphysics). I might be drawn to disintegration because it reveals parts with meaning beyond their whole…
Truth
Reminding myself as my patience is tested. It never hurts to be kind, even when frustrated as f*ck. Thanks, Banksy.
Isn’t it funny…
how we’re all afraid and forget to enjoy the ride?
A major deadline met, more looming (they’re always looming), but I decided to ignore them for awhile and walk amongst the flowers.
Best decision I made today. 🙂
Love is the best thing we do
This quote shook me to the core
“Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live” — Norman Cousins
I’ve grappled a lot with loss. What is it about grief that compels us to cling to our pain and focus on the gaping hole? If a meteor blasted a crater in your garden, would you abandon tending the other plants because of the one hole? Although I didn’t completely abandon other parts of myself, I could be giving them more attention. Here’s to nourishing what lives inside of us amongst the wreckage…
Dare to explore
Sometimes it’s okay to take the path most traveled
I threw some rocks at your window
But you didn’t come down.
I tried to climb your rainspout,
but only succeeded in gashing my hand.
The silence told me everything I needed to know:
your ringers off, your eyes averted, your heart closed.
Mine bursts with possibility –
I will walk through open doors.
the fickle pen 