I’ve been finding it rather difficult to write lately. Perhaps because I feel as if I have nothing new or profound to say, or because of the pressure I apply to write something valuable and “of note” if I am to hit publish and send words out into the world. Within the last couple months, I’ve been more excited about life than I have been in a long time. But I feel like holding the moments and memories close to me. Like I stated in the last newsletter, I’m still trying to strike a balance between creating and writing as much as I dream to, while also allowing myself to simply exist and enjoy my life - rather than intellectualizing and analyzing everything that goes on. I’ve learned to *finally* allow some things to just be, rather than applying pressure on the outcome. I’ve accepted that while some things may go on, some things must come to an end. And reversely, taking note of the abundance of beauty in going along with the unknown, and finding out for yourself what’s to come. I feel more myself as every day goes on - and the lessons that continue to come along with the days seem to never end. As does the amount of happiness and love.
Here Comes the Sun
Here Comes the Sun
Here Comes the Sun
I’ve been finding it rather difficult to write lately. Perhaps because I feel as if I have nothing new or profound to say, or because of the pressure I apply to write something valuable and “of note” if I am to hit publish and send words out into the world. Within the last couple months, I’ve been more excited about life than I have been in a long time. But I feel like holding the moments and memories close to me. Like I stated in the last newsletter, I’m still trying to strike a balance between creating and writing as much as I dream to, while also allowing myself to simply exist and enjoy my life - rather than intellectualizing and analyzing everything that goes on. I’ve learned to *finally* allow some things to just be, rather than applying pressure on the outcome. I’ve accepted that while some things may go on, some things must come to an end. And reversely, taking note of the abundance of beauty in going along with the unknown, and finding out for yourself what’s to come. I feel more myself as every day goes on - and the lessons that continue to come along with the days seem to never end. As does the amount of happiness and love.