The right person will feel like peace. The wrong person will feel anxiety. Choose what you value most.
Disclaimer: the above photo does not belong to me. 📸 unknown
Árbol del Tule, a Montezuma cypress in Santa María del Tule, Oaxaca, Mexico, is considered one of the world’s oldest, largest, and widest trees. Its trunk is the stoutest in the world, with a circumference of 137.8 ft, and it takes 30 adults to encircle it. Some estimates suggest the tree is between 1400–3000 years old, meaning it was growing when the ancient city of Monte Albán was being established.
I’ve always loved trees. I often draw them showing their roots. I can’t wait to meet this one.
I want to purchase acreage and build a modest house. Equipped with a small barn for all the animals I rescue and an art studio with a dark room so I can paint and develop my photos. I will have a huge garden with heirloom vegetables. And a real English garden full of flowers and a labyrinth. Everyday I will cut fresh flowers for inside the house. And I will can all the vegetables I possibly can. That to me sounds like heaven.
Travel by train. Sleep cart, the whole thing. I want to see parts of the world that are off limits to cars and people. Except by train of course.
I have asked this question a thousand different ways. Will I ever get to the point where life stops testing me and starts trusting me? I feel as though I have been on a never ending quest. Trying to keep breathing when everything felt like it was suffocating me. Have I been forgotten? Have I been singled out for struggle? Is this punishment or preparation? I have walked through fire time and time again. I am STRONG. I have experienced a mountain of loss. I’m WISE. I feel like I have been placed in emptiness. Am I being left behind? Or am I being led? Most days I feel like I’m unraveling. All while being told I’m being shaped for a life much larger than I have now. Am I in the season that will answer the question? Will beauty arrive because of the pain and not in spite of the pain? Is this the season where intimacy no longer requires armor? Where joy no longer feels borrowed? Whom and what do I need to let go to achieve it? All of this… Is my life. I love life. I love the highs and lows. The joy and the sadness. The ordinary to the extreme. The said emotional roller coaster of it all. All I have to do is trust that everything I have had to endure is with reason. I’m ready to step into the life I have been led to lead.
Disclaimer: I took this photo in my backyard in Texas.
I hope The Universe and God never stop sending me signs of love.
Disclaimer: I took this photo on a dirt road somewhere in Williamson County.
I drove home today with tears streaming down my face. Feeling numb. Not every day is about positivity. Some days you just need to let the feelings flow.
I started cooking dinner and decided today called for a drink. My expectations escaped my field of logic. Completely by my own admission. The cherry on top was the look from my coworker when I replied to something they said. The look of annoyance on their face said a lot. I think I need to go silent for a while. Keep my muchness to myself. Just keep everything private and professional moving forward.
Disclaimer: Not my photo. 📸 unknown
Fall in love with my forever partner in crime. This isn’t about having someone in my life. It’s about having that one person, that truly knows me be a part of my life. I want that Mr. Darcy kind of love.
Disclaimer: I took this photo in Palo Duro Canyon, Texas. Roadrunners are mystical prehistoric birds and I absolutely adore them.
I will always be the ginger girl who twirls her hair, laughs at inappropriate things, dances in public, sings in the isles of H-E-B, says hello to strangers, falls in love easily, reads the classics, gets lost in the moment, loves Christmas and gets stupid excited when they see a road runner.
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