#lifelovelessons

[roras]

Kung ayaw mo, di huwag.

Francia  S

[realfitreallife]

32 and all the whys

First I have to say, I JUST turned 32 and while some days I feel like I have it all figured out, some days I ask myself the same question so many times, I lose count. “Why?” (( a new 32 ?? ))

A three letter, simple, open ended, Why? 

From the simplest, sweetest application to the deepest, longest, darkest corners of the human mind. It always seems to start with Why? I had this very sweet facade in my head that when I hit my 30′s I would know more, understand more and hopefully love more then when I was young and wild, and the truth is...I don’t. The beauty about being in your 30′s is that you don’t have to care anymore either. I may have been young and stupid back then but I am more wild now then I ever was because a woman who is happy, and knows what she wants in life is considered this weird, out of control thing. However even still that nagging question persists. “Why?” 

Conversations with my mother often result in wisdom and new levels of thinking, especially since she’s the most logical person I know, but even we get to the tough stuff that can’t be answered. While getting older doesn’t always mean getting smarter, I will say the relationships I have built are healthier. I have this amazing tribe of women and support around me that 20 something Heather would have appreciated. I couldn’t FIND that in my 20′s. I couldn’t depend on other women because jealousy was usually a constant companion, plus when your in your 20′s I don’t think you fully comprehend HOW to help others, you are still just trying to survive yourself. Life is very superficially charged when your younger too. You tend to flock to the shiny things no matter how dangerous because you THINK you know everything but in reality life is about to knock you on your ass. The truth is I didn’t trust other women in my 20′s. I learned to trust women later, but it took awhile and a lot of weights in a crossfit box to make me see! ** this is another post for another time LOL **

So maybe the meaning of life is not a final destination that can be reached, eventually -- I mean that’s just a fancy way of explaining death right? MAYBE the meaning of life is a journey, to search for the things that set our soul on fire, to chase our own “why” across the world to find a more wise version of ourselves. 

[konradbogart]

When a friend from art school tell's you...

"(Social media) ... is weirdly useful if you utilize the cool people. There are few artists I ever liked at all, and you always were a connection because you're also a "fuck this shit" kind of person. always digging and fighting for forward movement. I relate to that, so your efforts are intersting to me and in a way aid me in remembering to forge my own momentum...so thanks"  -- Emily Teague

Emily was cool. She was one of the first real lesbians that I ever met. We met freshman year at Mass Art. Back then I was known as being, what you would call, an asshole. I didn't think she liked me, but I didn't think anyone really liked me.

Over the years of school she would always engage me in conversation and be genuine about the interaction. I really appreciate people who are genuine. I'm glad that I can inspire genuine people. - Stay True To Yourself - Stay True To Others -