Shed Your Shell

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Things get a little dim sometimes; lost in transition.  You’ve got to take a moment every so often to get back what you hid in the shadows.  Spinning and spinning until fragments of yourself fall, giving way to what lies beneath.  Raw and vulnerable, without your shell, you have forgotten what it is to be guarded.  The walls you used to keep high have disappeared and you can’t even place when it happened.  You don’t even remember what it was like to be so withdrawn.

You had never known you could become so jaded.  You never knew that it could go away either.  But  you did, and it has.

The world around you is just as cold and dangerous as before, but you don’t care.  You see what is beautiful and you are basking in it.  It can’t hurt you anymore.  The lights are out, but you can see it all so much more clearly than before.  The limitless horizon is open before you.  Run into it.  Don’t bother to look back, it’s all behind you now and what is to come can only be better.  You weren’t supposed to stay behind if that’s not where you find yourself today.  Move forward, let it go.

Those thoughts you’re having – the anxiety, the pain, the fear, the self-consciousness – let them go.  You are who you are and that is all you need to be.  Let yourself go, give into yourself and move to the beat of your passions.  You won’t let anyone ever make you feel small again, you won’t even consider letting them.

The seriousness is all a joke, none of it really matters in the end.  All that matters is that you smiled, if even just to yourself.  A smile makes up for every bad thing in your day, every negative thought.  When they come up, just smile.  None of that matters, push it away with a smile and move on.  People have a very hard time moving on from these small, simple nuances during their days and over time, these things accumulate into a darkness that sits inside.  They put up walls and guard their hearts against the world so much so, that not even the good can get in anymore.  Where did you go?

Rambling Nonsense on a Friday Night

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Sometimes it can feel like you are floating through life; the expectations that others have for you, weighing heavy on your thoughts.  You don’t know where you are going, and maybe only have a faint idea of where you would like to go but that isn’t good enough.  It’s not good enough for the hungry questions they keep asking you.  It’s not enough for the questioning and sometimes disappointed looks in their eyes.  According to them, you never made it and they feel responsible.  They feel responsible for some sick and selfish reason, that honestly has nothing to do with them.

Honesty aside, it possibly does have something to do with them.  If they weren’t always trying to steer you in the “right” direction and their expectations weren’t burning holes into you at night, then maybe you would have had a better idea of what YOU actually want.  Maybe, you might actually already be where you want to be (or maybe it would be easier to realize that you are there already).  It doesn’t matter if you have some big title, fancy house, and/or a wife and three kids.  No, it doesn’t matter if you have all your money organized, and put away into pretty little accounts, so you can go away on weekends.  It doesn’t matter if you fit into this nice little box of what it means to be an adult. None of that matters, unless it truly matters to YOU and you alone.

If you’re happy working odd jobs, travelling the world and living in your car…  being colourful or quiet or weird. If you dropped out of college because it just didn’t feel right… or if you never went at all, because you just couldn’t seem to fathom it, though everyone kept telling you that’s where you ought to be… If you’re happy with how you have chosen to move forward in life, then stop being unhappy because other people think that you should be.

Stop wasting time, waiting for the future that others have planned for you.  Go out there and just be you.  You don’t owe anyone a single thing.  There’s only one person you owe, and that person is yourself.  You owe yourself the motivation to do what is right for you, and the strength to stand by that.  You owe yourself kind words of support and optimism.  You owe yourself the chance to get off of the hamster wheel and to go to where you feel the most yourself.  You don’t really owe yourself much, but it’s worth a lifetime.

More Birds, Bugs, and Boats

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There ended up being quite a few pictures I took that did not get inserted into my blog posts about my Kootenay travels so here are a few more of my favourites for your enjoyment. Here are a couple of … Continue reading

False Presumptions

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It takes more than a night to know somebody.  More than a kiss to know their true colours.  Who they are is but a whisper, clouded in by false pretenses and old habits.  How do you ever really know someone, and when is a good time to turn the other way?

Each one of us has a story, with parts that turn raw and gory.  And we are ashamed.  We should not be afraid of what lurks within our emotions or what makes us feel alive.  What is wrong with a little raw humanity and just doing something because you want to?  It doesn’t have to mean more than the simplest of things but it also doesn’t have to mean that we don’t care.  Who decides whether or not it should be complicated?

We live in a world where we are told that there are always strings attached.  We don’t want to owe anyone anything.

We live in a world where one misstep tells a person that you are just like all the rest.  We are afraid.

We are afraid of the things we want to trust, the things we wish we were brave enough to pull close.  We are laying alone at night, thinking of that person who we think should be the last thing on our minds.  We live in a world where we can’t tell that person anything that we are feeling because it is considered weak and desperate.

When will it be okay to be honest?  When will it be okay to just feel a little?

Everything Happens for a Reason

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It may seem cliché and overused but it is true, everything does happen for a reason.  Every little thing from knocking a glass over, to meeting someone on the street all has a meaning and a purpose.  You probably won’t even realize the power and significance of a single moment until you reflect back on it, usually a long time after.

Not everything that happens to us is nice or enjoyable.  Rather, many occurrences in life can be quite terrible and unfortunate.  However, it is my belief that most of these terrible, unfortunate events NEED to happen for specific reasons.  I have often mentioned this out loud and have been deemed cruel and uncaring but that is okay.  I am not sorry for trying to make sense of the negative in a positive way.  Life, for no reason, was meant to be easy.  Life was meant to be hard because if it were easy, we wouldn’t learn anything at all and there would be no point in living.

Life is like a pond, with many different stones of all shapes and sizes being thrown into it.  Each stone causes ripples, each of a different magnitude.   After all the stones have fallen in, the pond’s surface regains its smooth composure as though nothing had happened.  Down in the bottom those stones rest, as memories.  When you look at this image in your mind, imagine that the stones are key events and the ripples are the aftermath.  If the stones had not fallen in, the ripples would never have occurred and if the ripples had never occurred, the pond would be empty.

There is always something that is going to happen to you and you may or may not like it.  However, you must not forget that these are the things that give you substance.  These events are the building blocks of who you are to become and what you have the possibility to be capable of.  There are no mistakes, there are only limitless possibilities.

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I Have A Dream

1325745494320  Today our society is governed by something far stronger than any man or beast.  It shapes our bodies and beliefs.  This colossal force my friends, is the undeniable voice of the media.

Everywhere we look, she is there, whispering in our ears.  Telling us how we should look, how we should act, and how we should live.  She force-feeds our brains and programs our souls in the guise of a smiling infant.

The media is not a new kid on the block, but rather an old tormented spirit who refuses to rest.  We must bond together with our crucifixes and our holy water to exercise society of this demon.

Every single day for generations now, people have taken great measures to “look good”.  Women dress up in chemicals for this image.  Men take body-altering drugs for this image.  We are killing ourselves for this image, and we are never satisfied.

We are never satisfied with our skin.  We are never satisfied with our weight.  We are never satisfied with our breasts.  We are never satisfied with our muscles.  We are never satisfied.

We are never satisfied with our belongings.  We are never satisfied  with our jobs.  We are never satisfied with our home, our friends, and our lovers.  We are never satisfied.

We are so unsatisfied that we want, want, want.  And with our wanting, we have ripped a black hole within ourselves and it must be filled.  Filled with all of those crude creations, deathly diets, and malicious men or wandering women.  However, we are still not satisfied.

The media distorts our minds like a house of mirrors.  She deforms it to the point where we don’t even know who we are anymore.  You see, we are all just an army of clones, driving through life in metal caskets on the freeway.

This is why today I come to you.  I come to you today so that I may share with you a dream; my dream.

I have a dream that one day I’ll be able to pick up a magazine and see a real girl, not some photoshopped anorexic with lying perfection.

I have a dream that women will stop running from their bodies in embarrassment, and embrace their unique, decadent beauty.

I have a dream where no one is trying to live life like a t.v show but instead flourishing in their own ideals.

I have a dream that one day everyone will feel comfortable sitting in their own skin because they will finally be able to meet a realistic status quo.

I have a dream today. ©