I hope everyone’s had a great week! (By everyone I mean the 4 readers that I actually have.) I personally have had a pretty productive one. Finally beginning to get out of my little blogging rut, but let’s not speak too soon…
“The moment you accept yourself, you become beautiful.”
This actually has an interesting story behind it. One day, probably around the beginning of August 2017, I was getting a drink from a local coffee shop. They usually put up inspirational quotes on their wall, but I never noticed it until this one magical day. I was at the beginning of my spiritual journey and I was feeling quite crappy body image wise at the time. Whilst waiting for my drink, I looked up and saw this exact quote from Osho. I think I froze for a minute and smirked because I couldn’t believe how appropriate it was for me. Since then, I’ve read multiple books by Osho, and many more from all the wonderful writers out there in this spiritual realm. Continue reading “Weekly Snapshot 20.01.18”
I realise how the title can be easily misread as ‘Things Yoda Taught Me’, although I’m not opposed to writing about that. (Bad joke sorry)
1. I learned to slow the heck down. I’m a stressful person by nature. I know yoga is kind of known to help destress you, but I never really felt it until I really got into it and started practising consistently. As a result, it’s done wonders for my mental health.
2. I focused on my breath. There’s something magical about connecting each breath to movement. Once I got familiar enough to build my own flows, it felt extremely freeing to move. It was like my own form of dance.
3. It grounded me. Both physically and mentally. I felt more connected to the Earth and it opened up a new world of spirituality to me. I also realised that it’s ok if I can’t do crazy handstands like people on Instagram. They’ve probably been practising for years while I still consider myself a novice (despite being rather flexible if I may say so myself).
4. There isn’t a ‘type’ of yogis. By that I mean you don’t have to look a certain way, wear certain clothes, or be able to do certain poses in order to be considered a yogi.
5. I started listening to my intuition again. Remember how when you were a kid, you knew when you were hungry, when you were tired, or when you wanted to play? Well that, my friends, is called our intuition. It’s something which many of us have lost thanks to society telling us what to and what not to do. But yoga is all about listening to you body and doing what makes you feel good at that moment. It may be different for everyone, and it may even vary for you everyday.
There are many more benefits of yoga, but here are just a few from me. Hopefully this has helped inspire or motivate some of you to start practising!
I’ve always been a massive reader my whole life. I make the effort to spend some time reading every night before bed no matter what. I love when I lose myself in the story, like how you would watching a film. Books have opened up numerous worlds to me, whether they may be imaginative or spiritual ones. I know not many people enjoy reading nowadays, or struggle to find the time to do so, which I think is a massive shame. I want to start writing book reviews, in hopes that by sharing ones that have offered me vast insight, it might inspire you to expand your horizons through the literary world. So here are a few of my favourites that I’ve read this past year. Continue reading “2017 Book Roundup.”
As the year comes to an end, I’d like to reflect on all that has happened over the past 365 days. I’ve never been one to treat each new year like it’s a big deal, because like so many other things, it’s only a number after all. However, I have stumbled upon numerous gems this year that I’d like to share with the world.
I think this has probably been the toughest year out of the (nearly) 20 years of my existence. I know I’m young and still have much to learn. I may seem naive and childish to some, but I don’t think a person’s beliefs and opinions should be disregarded due to their age.
I have been lost – and found. Or maybe I am still finding. Only time will tell. Perhaps life is a never-ending journey of discovery; a chronicle of transformation. I have faced so many demons of my past. Old memories have come back to haunt me, reminding me that they are still here despite my previous efforts to shove them into the dusty corner at the back of my mind. Perhaps they’ll always linger, but at least I’m learning to befriend and not banish. Continue reading “2017.”
I’m not a fan of New Years Resolutions because 1) most of the time they don’t last and 2) you don’t have to wait till the new year to make a change. Having said that, I will write about my to-do list for 2018 – I’m a fan of those. (To be fair these are more-so reminders to myself of my core values in life.)
This one’s been on my list for years now. It’s a tough one to crack in this hectic world that we live in. I’ve read so many stories of how people one day have this ‘ah ha’ moment and master mindfulness. I often envy their ability to ‘reach inwards’ or to ‘see the light’ while meditation. Meanwhile, I’ve been going at it on and off for 2-3 years with no avail. To be fair I haven’t really taken it that seriously until recent months. I used to just nod off or daydream during my 15 minutes of silence in the morning. Continue reading “2018 To-do List.”
I believe in miracles, magic and angels. You may call me naive or silly, but I call it being hopeful. Being hopeful despite the pain. Being hopeful despite the hurtful things people have said. Being hopeful despite every opportunity for me to give up. Being hopeful despite life knocking me down numerous times.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. That the Universe only gives you obstacles you can handle. That everything is a lesson. That the Universe always has your back.
I believe the Universe works with us, not against us. That we can manifest anything we want, as long as we ask for it. That we have to be our own greatest supporter, for there will come a time when no one else will do it for you. That any dream can be turned into reality.
I believe in miracles, magic and angels. You may call me naive or silly, but that is what got me through the tough times. That is what kept me going even though I was exhausted from fighting. That is what helped me see the light when the world seemed dark and empty. That is what lit a spark in me to do what I’m doing right now – to reach people through my writing.
Last week I wrote about the three stages of healing. It’s basically a watered down version of what I went through over the past few months. I feel particularly strongly about the last part, where I spoke about feeling your emotions in order to fully heal.
A year ago I was an emotionless robot. This year it all came hitting me in the face like a truck.
I didn’t know what to do. I’m the type who holds everything in no matter what. (Or should I say I was because I’m working on it.) All I wanted to do was drown in my sorrow. But people kept saying that I have to stay positive and that I’ll feel better soon. That did nothing but make me feel even more guilty for being that way. I hated being pitied on, like I was some kind of weak emotional wreck. Continue reading “Lessons Learnt from Sadness”