The question… So, What Now? What are you going to do for the rest of your life?
Oh Boy. Here we go! October is going to be wild. 💙👣💙
There is an important difference between dwelling in misery and understanding that on the path of healing things will come up that sometimes cause us to feel the old emotions and patterns that we are working on letting go.
There is great power in honoring the reality of our current emotions – not feeding them or making them worse but simply recognizing that this is what has arisen in this present moment and that this will also change. When ￼we create this space within ourselves – a space of calmness that is undisturbed by the storm – the storm tends to pass more quickly.
Practicing such profound honesty within ourselves helps in all facets of internal and external life – there is no real freedom without honesty, and without honesty, there can be no peace of mind.
Healing ourselves isn’t about constantly feeling bliss; being attached to bliss is a bondage of its own. Trying to force ourselves to be happy is counterproductive, because it suppresses the sometimes tough reality of the moment, pushing it back within the depths of our being, instead of allowing it to arise and release.
– Yung Pueblo, Inward
And feelin’ good. In the flow… becoming clear… and preparing for my biggest year yet. 2020. I got you! ❤️Kelly
Writing. God. The writing.
The exchange of words. The words. Nothing makes me feel more alive than writing.
When I was in college I took a couple creative writing classes. I debated on minoring in creative writing or printmaking but ended up doing neither… mostly because a single class was nearly 4 grand at SCAD. But really I was just a little chicken nugget and didn’t want to pay it back…
I’m still paying back what I have accrued.
But… the lessons I learned in my days in art school has served me well…
Ps. I’m finally writing my book…
This was taken four years ago on our way back from Iceland. Me and my sister missed our connecting flight from Boston to Atlanta and at the time my Dad was a private pilot for a lady in Boston. As luck would have it his G450 was headed to Savannah for maintenance and service… literally the next day after we landed in Boston. So we got a free ride in a luxury Gulfstream back home.
Now he flys for the FBI in Washington D.C. 🙂
I love being a pilots daughter. My nephew wants to fly… he’s been talking with my Dad here lately about learning to fly in Vero Beach, Florida…. I truly truly hope he does! I’m trying to convince my oldest daughter to go to flight attendant school…. wouldn’t that be neat… the two oldest grands in the sky!? I love it!
They have one more year of high school left…. so we will see… a family in the sky… ✈️
My room & home away from home. I’ll remember the wind, the laughter, and the girl sleep over with @akuma.13 … like high school! ❤️ thank you thank you thank you Tamai family! 😘😘😘
Going to miss my Tamai family.