Tag: Purpose
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Embrace Your Weirdness
Tweet I spent the majority of my youth, shying away from what made me weird. I hated to stick out from the crowd so I used of a great deal of energy trying my best to dumb it down. Boy do I wish I hadn’t done that. When age allowed me the freedom to be…
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Adjusting to a New Place
Tweet Life is not supposed to be easy. We’re not meant to sit in hammocks and twiddle our thumbs. We’re grown to be both hard and soft, both strong and vulnerable. We’re built to withstand hardship and to be supple and weak. We know this as children. We know it inherently, which is why children…
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The Surprising Thing That’s Causing You Suffering
Tweet What’s causing you the most suffering in life isn’t the things you don’t have or even not being grateful for the things you do. The reason why most of us endure so much unnecessary pain is that we believe in the picture painted by another artist’s brush. To put it simply, understanding why you’re…
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How to Bring Meaning Back Into Your Life
Tweet Have you lost that loving feeling for your current job? Has blogging become a monotonous activity? Do you find yourself daydreaming about the other life you didn’t take? If you said, “Yes,” to the following, there are probably two reasons why you’re going through what you’re going through: 1) You’re ready for change. 2)…
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Where the Answers Are
Tweet I spent the long holiday weekend in Georgia where my husband and I had one adventure after another. We saw alligators, hiked through the sweltering heat, and biked in a downpour. But of everything we saw, witnessed, and adored, it was a single activity that brought me back to peace. And why Georgia’s still…
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Making Meaning in 2012
Tweet When I reflect back on 2011, I see a bunch of foggy days wrapped up tight, stuffed and oozing out like a burrito from a food truck. It may taste delicious all and all, but the sight…well it ain’t for sore eyes. In 2012, I want more. I want to rediscover meaning and purpose…
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Remembering What’s Important
Tweet I sometimes forget what I’m doing here. I knew what it was when I was a kid. Maybe it was to cover my grandma with a blanket when she was cold or to make my family laugh when they were upset. But it felt true and real then. As I got older, my purpose…
