The Weary Kind

What a breath of fresh air today has been! For the first time in a year...I woke up and I wasn't stuck. Mostly because of my wonderful grandparents and their infinite love and generosity. I guess I've been in a funk for way longer than I even realized. How absolutely blessed am I that there are people all around me who want me to be wonderful. I'm SO ready to get on with my life!! It will be full of love, laughter, the realization of every single one of my dreams. Lets do this! This song has been speaking to my heart today...it reminds me of when you unexpectedly catch a glimpse of some ones inner beauty and it just rips your heart out with its simplistic genuineness. Its uncomplicated and lovely. Just like today. :)

Wonderland

I love Tim Burton. I love Alice in Wonderland. What a magical combination. Not only was it visually apeasing, with fancy 3D technology, and Alice's many couture versions of her traditional blue smock...it was good to be reminded that I'm not the only one that is still mad as a hatter. I can relate to Burton's Alice. Once she was great. Once Wonderland was her playground, but then life happened. She lost her father, everyone around her tried to push her into an ordinary mold, even though clearly, she was extraordinary. She was smothered in mediocrity. Then at the peak of her suffocation, she finds her way back to wonderland. Her strain from the passing years is a evident and her dear friend the Hatter points out that she used to be much...muchier. Don't we all want to believe that we failed at normalcy because we are meant for greater and more fabulous things? Alice rose to the occasion. If only we all were so heroic. If nothing else you should go see Alice because it reminds you of the every day wonders right in front of your face. Who needs to get all dirty falling down a rabit hole when all you have to do is change your perspective a little!? :)

Californication

So, I'm moving. I've never lived anywhere but East Texas, and there is a huge chance that I am going to fail miserably. It really feels like the beginning of everything wonderful in my life though. I am blessed with gracious friends who don't run away screaming with their hands over their ears because I keep repeating myself over and over. California California California. I just can't help it! I am so in love with the possibility of extraordinary things. My excitement is actually tangible! I feel like a supernova, A big ball of light and energy that just cant be contained anymore. I'm awake! I'm alive! I am going to live somewhere that I have never even seen, and all I can think about is thank GOD! Even if I go and bite the dust, I went. I tried. It's easy to spend your whole life doing the socially acceptable thing. Get a job, start a family, provide for that family. Its honorable. Its good. Its enough for most people. I want more! I want love and babies, sure! But I also want to stand at the edge of the world and feel sea-breeze on my skin. I want to know a million fascinating people! I want chocolate in South America, I want crocodiles and giraffes, I want the Eiffel tower! I want to live. REALLY live. I want simple things AND extravagant things. I refuse to believe that I can't have them.

Unknown Legend

I remember the first time I saw leaves. Like REALLY saw them, while they were still attatched to trees. Haha. I was six years old and I had just picked out my very first pair of glasses. I don't think I will ever forget my excitement. Everything around me was so much more beautiful than I had ever realized, and I was finally seeing it with absolute clarity! I could have painted a hundred masterpieces, composed a thousand opuses, written a million poems with the energy of that rising joy. Thats how I feel today. The world is just a symphony of life...profound and simple in its daily routine. I am smitten with today.

I am full of words.

Melancholy Sunday. Feels like a Monday. I've been reading Anne Sexton and Pablo Neruda...two of the most honest, magical, and talented contributors to modern literature. They cut right through your skin with their wonderful words and make your soul still. I could sit all day in their lingering prescence...even though it breaks my heart. They have a way of calling me to a higher understanding of humanity. Ayn Rand (another great lady and author) considered each work of literature a seperate universe that you trip into when you read that first sentence. Everybody should read. What other way can you ride elephants in Bangkok, swim in the Pacific Ocean, or fly planes with Amelia Earhart from the comfort of your very own home?

Cinderella WISHES her shoes were this haute!

Some glass shoes actually WORTHY of a princess. Andreia Chaves absolutely outdoes herself with these modern day fairytale kicks. They are wearable architecture that would make any humdrum outfit instantly gorge.

http://www.yatzer.com/feed_2043_the_footwear_concepts_of_andreia_chaves

hooked on a feeling...

I love karaoke. A self proclaimed music junkie...I can handle pretty much anything from Bon Jovi to Britney. I love that no matter how many times you get up there and belt out "Proud Mary" the voice you hear in your shower jam sessions every day still sounds alien and unfamiliar in front of a packed house...even if they DO have their beer goggles on. No matter how confident you seem, inside you are a basket case-full of butterflies and the dark unknown. BUT! No matter how small you feel when they call out your name and you step up to the microphone...at the end of that song you are a rockstar. Madonna has NOTHING on you. It doesn't matter if you can't carry a tune in a bucket. There is always unbiased love and acceptance when you are on that stage. Its easy to believe in blue skies and butterflies when every person in the room cheers you on. So I am starting an experiment; 60 days of kindness. I want that love to spill out of the karaoke bar and my brain into every day life. Can you imagine the wonderful things a person could achieve if they were properly encouraged? Maybe it will make the world a little more spectacular. We shall see.

things I'm in love with...

The Pierces have been an absolute obsession in my life since 2007 when "thirteen tales of love and revenge" dropped. Folk pop, folk rock, alternative freak folk...these girls defy genre while not losing a single ounce of their underground New York cool. They are the DEFINITION of fabulous!

The beginning of a beautiful thing.

When I am cuddled up with my little dog-child Pixie the warrior princess, ticonderoga and bon iver breezy white noise in the background...the world is impossibly rose colored. Dreams of ballet flats, hermes scarves, and strawberry cupcakes with cream cheese icing that don't go straight to my ass will be had tonight! :) Roses on your pillow!