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My new place to document upon moving to LA...
if you follow me here, would you follow me there?
my stomach just flopped at the thought of seeing west coast mountains out the airplane window in 2 weeks...
and thinking, this isn't just a visit. I've chosen a place I'd like to call home
darliiiiing
I wrote this in July...I feel this today. Life is about seasons. It moves in full circles. Today I feel blessed by people, past experiences that have swept me to this day and those that will send me on a drift into what now just seems like space....
when you stop to observe the past, present, and future congruently. when you feel all three simultaneously. and as a whole they overwhelm you with such a magnitude of blessings. that you can’t even decide if you should be more thankful for what has happened, what is going on right now, or what you have to look forward to.
that is when you are floating in the very center of life. where it’s vibrant and bustling, you’re stimulated and growing. but not moving too fast or too slow. you get a little bit of every feeling: reminiscence and longing, but mostly contentment. you really are thriving. you’re just right. in the middle of the world. but it only lasts a short while, for the next step will send you through the cycle again.
so that’s when I like to curl up in bed so I can stop. fall asleep. dwelling on this. celebrating the balance that has been reached. the season that I’m in. simmering in the bliss that it is. knowing it won’t last forever, but taking time to thank God a little bit. for a whole lot of goodness. that’s been given to this girl.
sometimes, I am needy
I want to wake you up with breakfast in bed
I want to curl up and trace the lines in the palm of your hand
I want to ask you questions about humanity
I want to scare myself silly at the thought of eternity
I want to make you run outside with me
Scream like a child in the cool, morning breeze
I want to spin and laugh uncontrollably
Find warmth when you scoop me up in a humungous squeeze
I want to find calm in you
I want to dream with you
I want to explore with you
I want to do more with you
But this time I want you to search for me
To search hard enough to really find me
I want you to be puzzled by me
Enough to want to uncover me
I want you to pry into me
Grip me by the shoulders and shake me if need be
Anything so that you can just find this thing
inside of me
that I desperately love and hate
Take the pliers of your love and rip this aching soul out of me
I want you
to rescue me
from me
Why do I feel so silly for being needy? Why do I believe that if I was more brave and independent I would be indestructible? That I wouldn’t need people. Or a person.
Being needy is not equivalent with being weak.
Strength is not a snow globe of perfection
I have the freedom of vulnerability
Love grows in vulnerability, which perfection chokes out mercilessly
So yes, I’m sorry.
I. am. needy.
and I really just wanted to share my French toast with you this morning…
Have you ever had happiness & sadness, hope & despair come bubbling up & together all at once so that it gets caught in your throat and comes out as a croak?
Wide eyes, open mouth, and absolutely nothing comes out.
Whether you’re enthralled with life or terrified, you could not say. You’re simply feeling something, and it throbs.
That’s when you close your mouth, un-widen your eyes, and keep things to yourself for a little while. Let the feeling simmer & stew until you discover that happiness & sadness sometimes feel the same and you should probably learn now to live in the beauty of both.
Or you can just go ahead and cry, because usually sobbing solves both.
growing up, doing my hair for ballet class was my greatest worry
getting every piece just right, and it had to be so darn tight
I’m embarrassed to say that some days it would take me 30 minutes
today, I put my hair in a bun in 30 seconds
how did I make it so difficult ten years ago?
I wonder if this is a pattern for how the rest of life will be
where my greatest worries will transform into such a breeze
will I get the job, will I live here or there, will I find the one, will I find love, will I find contentment, will I be at peace, will I be happy…wah wah wahh.
are these all 30 minute worries that should really just be worth seconds to me?
I don’t want to look back again and wonder how I made something so difficult
can’t I just skip to the end or does it really take 10 years to learn how to swirl something together in a matter of seconds
If you want to know exactly who I am
Ok, so maybe not exactly. It is just a personality test. But let me tell you, I’ve been taking a lot of personality tests lately. And it’s kind of sort of freaky when one of them comes out completely right. Turns out Personality Psychology was a good class selection after all (combine that with Spiritual Formation and an Acting Class and cue a semester of serious, inward reflection).
So I am an Achiever & an Individualist. Pegged me.
I’m the success-oriented type. Sorry humanity, but you sometimes get in the way... I’m self-assured, ambitious, charming and energetic. Diplomatic and poised, ok, ok, stop, I’m blushing...
But trust me, being an Achiever isn’t all glam. They are great role models who inspire others, but all they want is to feel valuable and worthwhile. To distinguish themselves from others. To be admired. Maybe thinking that results in love. I’m learning that it doesn’t, necessarily...
They know how good it feels to develop themselves and contribute their abilities to the world, and also enjoy motivating others to greater personal achievements than others thought they were capable of. My 16 year-old brother would know after the one-million pep talks I’ve given him about college and he’s just like shut upppp...
They know that they are worth the effort it takes to be “the best that they can be.” Their success at doing so inspires others to invest in their own self-development.
They want to make sure their lives are a success. They will not be a “nobody.” Even if it kills them...
But they want success not so much for the things that success will buy, or for the power and feeling of independence that it will bring. Well that makes me feel better, at least I’m not after fame and fortune. They just want success because they are afraid of disappearing into a chasm of emptiness and worthlessness.
Why? Where did that come from? My fear of being invisible. And why is it so powerful?
Cause I’m also The Individualist. The introspective, romantic type. Self-aware, sensitive, and reserved. Emotionally honest, creative. Hello, just look at my fifty million journals.
Withholding themselves from others due to feeling vulnerable and defective, they can also feel disdainful and exempt from ordinary ways of living. At their best they are inspired and highly creative. They want to create and surround themselves with beauty, to maintain certain moods and feelings, to withdraw to protect their self-image, to take care of emotional needs before attending to anything else, and to attract a "rescuer." Bingo.
They maintain their identity by seeing themselves as fundamentally different from others. They feel that they are unlike other human beings, and consequently, that no one can understand them or love them adequately. They are honest with themselves: they own all of their feelings and can look at their motives, contradictions, and emotional conflicts without denying or whitewashing them. They may not necessarily like what they discover, but they do not try to rationalize their states, nor do they try to hide them from themselves or others. They are willing to reveal highly personal and potentially shameful things about themselves because they are determined to understand the truth of their experience—so that they can discover who they are and come to terms with their emotional history. Aka, I literally have no secrets.
While it is true that they often feel different from others, they do not really want to be alone. They deeply long for someone to come into their lives and appreciate the secret self that they have privately nurtured and hidden from the world. If, over time, such validation remains out of reach, they begin to build their identity around how unlike everyone else they are. The outsider therefore comforts herself by becoming an insistent individualist: everything must be done on her own, in her own way, on her own terms. And from experience, this state kills me. It’s self-sabotage...
Their mantra becomes “nobody understands me, I am different and special,” while they secretly wish they could enjoy the easiness and confidence that others seem to enjoy.
Awesome. I am an Achiever and an Individualist and I don’t know if I should hate it or love it. If it’s my key to a universe of possibility or my cage of lonely independence.
Congratulations if you read all that, you now know me down to a science. Expect not...because I'm not like anybody in the whole world and you're never going to understand meee (just kidding. that's just my Individualist speaking).
You probably feel the same way. And who doesn’t like to be described. So take it too: http://www.enneagraminstitute.com/dis_sample_36.asp#.UOH26uZxVPp
"A very long time ago there lived a beautiful princess in a mystical land known as India. She was married to the handsome Prince Rama who had been banished to the enchanted forest by his evil stepmother. One day Princess Sita saw a wounded deer in the woods and she begged Rama to go and help it. Rama drew a circle in the ground and said to her: ''This is a magic circle. So long as you stay inside it no harm can come to you.'"
-- The Little Princess
I crave this circle of rest. A place of comfort. I'm sick of striving, I'm ready for peace. I want to rest in God's presence, not convince Him through actions of my loyalty. So I felt lead to draw my own circle today, from my favorite childhood movie. It's to curl up in at least once a day. To lay there in complete safety and security. To bask in God's infinite love. To fill my soul with His affection for me.
Every girl is a Princess and your Daddy loves you.
The Little Princess, Sara was right, wasn't she? It's the greatest thing we need to hear. Some things you never outgrow...
This is now my favorite corner of my room.
It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them. I was so preposterously serious in those days… Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me…So throw away your baggage and go forward. There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet, trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. That’s why you must walk so lightly. Lightly my darling…
~ Aldous Huxley, Island (via thatkindofwoman)
1 year in 5 minutes
2012 favorite moments:
- Seeing a picture of my bird tattoo on my ear for the first time and bursting into tears (http://youtu.be/07e-YU27xYQ)
- Directing my first school film project (https://vimeo.com/40010697) - Seeing people smile at me and my “Giddo” as we walked through Laguna Beach, matching cameras around our necks (https://vimeo.com/42623660) - Listening to him tell me stories from his past while eating sushi at Las Brisas overlooking the coast - Soaring over Disneyland on Dumbo and getting butterflies just like I did before (http://youtu.be/7I-j_Ds3pJ4) - The perfect day in LA before leaving CA for the summer: soaking in sun and conversation in the grass outside the Getty museum and the sand on Venice Beach - Getting the email that I had a job to fly to in Turkey! - Getting goosebumps as we drove into Bodrum at midnight, lights sparkling as we cruised along the coast of the Aegean sea. Anticipating the next month in a foreign country and listening to traditional Turkish music with Banu’s interpretation (https://vimeo.com/45062871) - Standing in the middle of ruins thousand of years old in Ephesus and imaging when the buildings were whole and the streets bustling in an ancient world (https://vimeo.com/46529456) - Finding authentic Greek yogurt in a corner shop after biking along the coast of the Greek Island Kos - Watching my Sr. Project documentary come to completion and crying with happiness at the final project (https://vimeo.com/54825771) - Seeing Of Monsters and Men in concert and Fun.
he knows what he's talking about
Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.
Hamilton Wright Mabie
Hal: Well, let’s say that since you were little, you always dreamed of getting a lion. And you wait, and you wait, and you wait, and you wait but the lion doesn’t come. And along comes a giraffe. You can be alone, or you can be with the giraffe. Oliver: I’d wait for the lion. Hal: That’s why I worry about you.
so humph.
Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each. Let them be your only diet drink and botanical medicines.
Henry David Thoreau