Breathing Room

It's still taking me a lifetime to figure everything out, and by my calculations, that's about the normal rate to go about it. If things were truly meant to fall into your lap, or so simple you didn't have to agonize over it, it wouldn't be worth it. Or that's what I'm told. The easiest advice to listen to is one you can't argue with. Like someone telling you "there's always someone worse off", or "the best things in life are worth waiting for". I'm all for living life to the fullest and striving for amazing, not settling for mediocre, but sometimes it'd be nice to read something that says it's ok to revel in the little, insignificant, selfish things we all do every day. If it weren't for the small things, no one would get out of bed. If it weren't for the guilty pleasures and twinges of ego we all feel, the world would be too idealistic for its own good. I like the things that make life imperfect, and the cynicism that keeps me grounded. I'm still optimistic, but I like being able to see a glass in both its states of fullness. Sometimes it is half empty, and that's ok too. Life isn't about being an eternal optimist, or convincing yourself there is beauty everywhere, because sometimes it's the ugly parts that makes us see the beauty a little clearer.
To me, life is about creating your own in anything. It's about applying your energy and focusing it, or not, for that matter. We all stress about not doing one-hundred percent all the time, and then feel guilty when we do something completely normal, and human. Urges of the heart, mind, and body should not be ignored. As long as you're careful and keep yourself safe, don't let the constraints of others hold you back.

Ok, now I'm starting to sound like a re-posted motivational blurb.

My bottom line, if you care to know, is to live, love, and learn with a passionate heart. Above all, believe in your ability to stay true to what makes that fire in your belly, that sense of purpose, regardless of if you're saving the world, or just talking yourself up before a big decision. No matter what or who, or where, it's more important to create your own anything.
Even if that's just a little blog post every now and then.

Le beau cheval

Happy Monday everyone! I hope you all had a fantastic weekend, I know I did. By a change in circumstances I got to go to Cavalia yesterday! Amazing, abso-freakin-lutely amazing. Ever since I had to stop at 15 because of my scoliosis, I have missed horseback riding more than anything. I started when I was about 4, and completely fell in love with horses. I initially hadn't wanted to see the show because I though it would be too hard to watch, but I'm very glad I did. What I loved most was the organic feel the show had, showing the relationship between people and horses. So much was done bareback and without any actual touching, just an emotional energetic connection. Truly amazing to watch, I got a little emotional and remembered how much I missed riding. I did some horse shows, nothing too advanced, but I loved just being on a horse more than the competition. The one downside to living in the city is there are few trail riding companies, mostly lessons. I'm hoping this summer to be able to get back in the saddle (haha). I definitely had a passion for riding, and I'm dying to have it back in my life.
If you haven't checked out Cavalia, I highly recommend it! Well worth the price, it's a one of a kind show.

 

La Passion

Monday morning, here we go! I've made the conscious decision to be as positive and productive as possible for the next few weeks and crack down on studying and my final papers. I've been dragging myself along these last weeks, ok months, and although I don't believe in regrets, I do wish I'd pushed myself a little more.
My motivation is finding passion. La Passion is something I take in very high regard. I believe if you find your passion, your love of life, of self and maybe of someone else too, you can do no wrong. 
We live in a Romanticesque world. We are not beings driven by our intellect, we lead with our hearts.
What the heart wants can never be wrong. (I know it's easy to go into a debate on that, but it's entirely personal and anything loved with good intentions cannot be wrong. Better?)

My passion is yet unrealized. I can feel it, like when your foot falls asleep and you have to hobble around because it hurts? Well, it's kind of like that. For now. I think once you find what you're truly passionate about, the tingle will disappear but remain a memory of feeling. You'll be realized. 

So, to spice up this dreary Monday, what's your Passion? 

Love? Sex? Money? Fashion? Animal Rights? Politics? 

Passions are not limited to the fabrics of reality, only to what we limit in our imaginations.

Nothing great in the world has been accomplished without passion. 
Georg Wilhelm