Monthly Archives: November 2013

A sad girl and a rambling princess

I saw a girl today as I was coming back from dropping K off at school. She was a beauty, think Lily Cole kind of beauty. As she walked to school, I assume, she carried herself like she wanted to hide and not be seen. Everything about her body language was a lack of confidence or a need to not be noticed. As I stopped at the roundabout her eyes lifted and she looked straight at me. My gosh, I have never wanted to get out of the car and hug a person more. There was such sadness in her face and her eyes even had the puffiness of someone who had been crying. She lowered her head and continued down the road away from me.

Part of me truly regrets not getting out of the car and asking her if she was okay. I can think of so many times in my life that such an act of concern or kindness from a stranger would have changed my day, my outlook.

Then again, she might have thought this woman with the bad hair day was some kind of creeper.

It’s sad that an innocent act of concern can be seen before it’s even completed as an act of negativity.

What if she needed a hug?

What if she needed to know that someone cared today?

What if I had the chance to stop someone from doing something terrible, like self-harm or worse, today and I blew it.

Now I’m not saying that was the case, she might have just had a fight with her parents or best friend and be sad but not be going to do something terrible, but what if?

It’s in me to want to help people, even when I haven’t been able to help or fix myself I’ve still been out there trying to help others, trying to heal others. I was going to be a counsellor, heck I was even going to become a religious minister at one stage to be able to help and heal. It’s just who I am…

But I didn’t help, I didn’t even ask, I am conditioned to see that as inappropriate to poke my nose in a stranger’s business…but what if I could save a life, or even just save a terrible day, what if I could have given a smile, changed a life…what if?

Dear sad people…

Words of Hiddles…I mean widsom

So if you follow me on Tumblr or Twitter than you might have already seen this but I felt like I needed to be reminded of this way of thinking and living. You might have noticed I’ve been all about the positive and the motivation lately, and there is a reason for that. Just bear with me through the agony of me dragging this out a bit longer, it will be worth it. I promise. Just look at it this way, you’re dying to know…but I’m the one with sore puddle brain as I try to get this all coming together. Patience is a virtue…what do you mean I don’t get to say that because I’m an impatient fu…person.

Anyway, I was going to share some motivation for us all. Again from our lord and saviour Hiddles. I really do adore Tom, I think he’d be a marvellous person to know and have in your life just for how positive and full of heart he is. So without further ado I give you the gif set.

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So go forth my loves and live. We want to be able to look back and be as the hipsters #Iregretnothing


A quote for the night

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people don’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. Sir I just wanna say thank you…you saved my life.

I believe this is from the movie ‘Coach Carter’ and it was sent to me. I was told to live this and breathe this. Something is coming…you’ll see me shine.

I love myself

You know, it really seems illogical to not love ourselves, but so many of us don’t and then so often when we start to its construed as being a negative thing and being egotistical or even selfish. I know most days I don’t love myself, some days I don’t even like myself and I wonder if anyone else does or if they do I can’t understand why. Then other days I can see all the wonderful things about myself and I can see how loved I am…I’m not sure if I love myself on those days but I certainly like myself a lot more.

Mission for today, say ‘I love myself’. Actually aloud say ‘I love myself’. Remember, one must not tell lies. Believe it.