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Hi

I've fallen back to this t space. It's been a really really long while. Looked back briefly on some thought posts, so much has changed yet so much has not too. Tonight's one of those nights where my head is so full yet so empty all at once. It's hard to explain, overflowing thoughts yet no answers. I watered and tended to my beloved plants tonight for some time yet throughout I just felt lots of angst and heaviness. Red flag.

I haven't been in the right headspace for some time now. And it seems to be getting worse. I think there are a couple of reasons:

1. Too much negativity around the workplace. I sure do love my colleagues/friends, but there's no doubt a lot of unhappiness and gossip flying around me and it makes it so, so, so hard to stick to my morals and stay positive.

2. I've stopped my regular yoga seshs (first due to travels, then I just got lazy) and healthier eating for a month or two and look where it's brought me.

3. Could be too much free time as a result too.

4. Not cherishing life enough and making full use of it.

5. Which brings me to the point that I've probably not been counting my blessings, not checking back to my beliefs and morals and doing things close to my heart. I've been too cold.

And so I decided. Project 365 shall commence here.

millaymary

interiorawesomeness-blog

christinekellyandpartners-deact

Spend more time smiling than frowning and more time praising than criticizing.

Richard Branson (via muffytakesmanhattan)

kalesbug

Trying to find something to motivate myself and I found this little line from Van Gogh

freddieardley

Black and white landscapes encapsulate the drama that I always most enjoy photographing.

by www.freddieardley.com

chewytewbites

Only because, Ama Dablam

homedecorobsession

Remember only enemies speak the truth. Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.

Ernest Hemingway

quotedojo-deactivated20161103

“Take time for all things: great haste makes great waste.”

-Benjamin Franklin. (via quotedojo)

apoemaday

The Evil Seekers

by Anne Sexton

We are born with luck which is to say with gold in our mouth. As new and smooth as a grape, as pure as a pond in Alaska, as good as the stem of a green bean- we are born and that ought to be enough, we ought to be able to carry on from that but one must learn about evil, learn what is subhuman, learn how the blood pops out like a scream, one must see the night before one can realize the day, one must listen hard to the animal within, one must walk like a sleepwalker on the edge of a roof, one must throw some part of her body into the devil’s mouth. Odd stuff, you’d say. But I’d say you must die a little, have a book of matches go off in your hand, see your best friend copying your exam, visit an Indian reservation and see their plastic feathers, the dead dream. One must be a prisoner just once to hear the lock twist into his gut. After all that one is free to grasp at the trees, the stones, the sky, the birds that make sense out of air. But even in a telephone booth evil can seep out of the receiver and we must cover it with a mattress, and then tear it from its roots and bury it, bury it.