step forward

"That's crazy."

So, it is. That's okay. 

Listen, a little bit of crazy is a good thing.

You know that outfit you were a little too afraid to wear, because, you know, what will they think- isn't it a little too out there?

You know that hairstyle you liked, the one that you quickly undid, because, you know, no one puts their hair up like that, do they?

You know that sentence you almost blurted out, but then decided to bite your tongue at the last moment, because, you know, wouldn't that have been a stupid thing to say?

You know that thing you almost did, before someone else doubted you and made you back down, because, you know, who were you to try something new, something out of your comfort zone, something no one else thought you'd be able to do? You'd probably just screw it up anyway, wouldn't you? 

So, just keep quiet. Don't voice what you think or feel.

Stay back. Yes, that's where you belong, there at the back.

Don't step over the line. It's there, can't you see it?

No. 

Stop. The world has damaged your thinking, our thinking. The world has forced you into a shape you don't fit in.

The line? You know what? You made it up with your own mind. It's a figment of your imagination. It's not there. You're hallucinating. Just step forward. Stop standing still.

Doesn't that feel crazy? To break through your own boundaries? Boundaries that society taught you to build.

But like I said. A little bit of crazy is a good thing.

I want you to find yourself. Somewhere inside you've locked that person behind bars, and you lost the key. I'm telling you to get it back, to go looking for it. Okay? Because I want you to set yourself free.

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simple days

Some days, nothing is simple anymore. It's always pieces being broken into smaller pieces, chaotic mess, more and more of it unraveling everyday. It's picking up things that keep falling down, it's waking up when I don't want to, it's too many words spoken at once, it's constantly multitasking, it's unnecessary distractions, it's time limits and deadlines, it's an intricate string of miss happenings and undone work and mistakes twisting around me. It's the feeling that I can't breathe. Or it's the feeling that I'm stuck in a tiny room, walls on every side of me, too close, cramping me, and squeezing all feeling out of my body until I'm numb all over.

Yes, some days, everything piles up until it's too much for me.

And other days, other days...I wake up by my own choice, and I open my eyes to a warm sunrise filtering through the windows onto my bed. And I get to drink my tea, and read my book, and sit outside on the grass with the sun on my back, and write and let the feeling I get when I write sink in and relieve and refresh and comfort. I get to draw, to clear my head, to dance and twirl to a Taylor Swift song in my room. I get to stand and watch the sunset fade at the end of the day.

Some days it is simple again.

Soul Language

"She is an open book, you just have to discover what language it is written in."

The things you don't like about yourself, the things that you do like about yourself, your bests and your worsts, the way you look when you've just woken up and your hair is in a mess, the clothes you wear, what you smile at, what you laugh at, what makes you cry, your favorite smells and your favorite memories, your safe place, your worst fear, who you give your heart to, the people you surround yourself with...these things are all apart of you. They are apart of your soul language. And everyone has a different language.

But some soul languages are more intricate and beautiful and deeper than others. Watch out for those people, the people who speak those languages. They will be the ones you never want to let go.

Psalm 16:8

| Psalm 16:8 | typography is now right up there with drawing and writing for me. I love it.

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In this chaotic, crazy world, He is my rock, my stronghold, and I will hold onto Him with everything I've got.

What would I do without Him? Well, I'm a fish, and He's the ocean.

I wouldn't survive. It's as simple as that.

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post note: I've decided (keeping all the input you guys gave me in mind) to put off redesigning my blog until a quieter time in my life. I look forward to it- but also, I'm content with my current design.

Thinking of a new look...

I've never been very decisive and my mind is always restless with new ideas and visions. I get these sudden creative sparks that push me to make something beautiful, something new. I notice trends and want to follow the ones that I like. I'm constantly inspired by other bloggers and their abilities. 

It's for these reasons that I think I will be redesigning my blog again- soon. Soon, but not too soon.

I just want to know your thoughts.

Please, be my guest, and voice your opinion in a comment below.

I can't wait to hear what you think.