Nature (Quote for today)

Sometimes I venture into other explorations and creations but it always come back to that one. The thing you can close your eyes and allow to flow from your mind onto a crisp white page. Scribbles and swirls with a deciphered destination.

Let your words change this forsaken generation of media moments and give your voice a chance to calm while you breathe in the words of others. Deal those words like a game of poker. Keep your cards close to your chest until you are ready to reveal the jewel of your collection. Then try again and again until you make a change.

I hope a day never comes when our voices are powerless more so than now. Take the time to write all of them down and breathe them in as they are returned. Value each syllable like a gift.

Daisy x

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Work-life Imbalance

Wandering into the office with a smile on their face “isn’t it good to be back?”

Honestly, I’d rather have had another day off to get lost in nature. But here we are.

Tap. Tap. Tap, away on a machine I can’t stare at for too long without changing the colour scheme.

Scribbling away on a notebook, then another and another, ripping out messy useless pages. outdated, after just two weeks.

All set and after a quick depressing lunch of microwave made pasta, still working.

Repeat the process above and it’s 5pm. I look at the space I made on my desk for flowers but don’t make a promise I can’t keep that it will be filled the next day.

The director is right behind me almost the whole way home. Anxiety, and a growling engine from where I nearly stall in eagerness to get home.

Walking through the door and turning on the lights, lighting some candles. No smell of food.

Making pasta (the real kind), pouring in fresh ingredients, turning on some TV for sound that is more than just my own mind ticking away.

Sitting down to reply to a letter, delicately swirling the letters. So engrossed I didn’t see the mistake, the most beautiful crossed out words.

I dissolve into the brand new sofa and that’s me for an hour, rest doesn’t wait for sleep.

Breathing in the candle light, stomach filled with food that I ate thoughtfully pondering the colours of its nutrition. Balance doesn’t have to be perfect.

Just a moment where you resolve those niggles from the day. Pour in some sounds from the earth and take a moment to eat well and be human in the most simple way possible.

When you love your job it becomes your life, but there’s not quite a balance when you find you have a deficit in you personal goals.

My resolution for this year was not to restrict, but to allow myself to do as I felt I needed to when I could and that is to restore a balance of peace.

Congratulations on making today a success, whatever you did to acknowledge what you needed.

Daisy x

 

 

No Make-up Mondays

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I’m slowly easing into the idea that being older has certain types of responsibilities and that twenty is going to be a year to get used to knowing that after 21 things are going to become really real.

The days of long-nights, endless re-application of lip gloss and being able to eat whatever I wanted whenever I wanted it are fading quickly. The last time I saw 5 am was last time I went travelling, when I make it to a 9:15 lecture with make-up on it’s probably because I was lucky enough to wake-up that way and the thought of a tub of Ben&Jerry’s makes me feel gross.

But all is not lost because in making it this far I have survived a few things:The Teen Pregnancy Years (I’ve been known to kill cacti, I think I need a puppy first), I am almost at 100% in recovering from M.e; It’s going to be with me forever but it will never stop me, The “everybody is getting engaged” stage I’m happily working on me because as cute as it is being proposed to from the fish tank in the Sea life Center (Yes, I know someone who did this!) I’m waiting on a man who knows me when I know myself and finally, I survived all the times I ran across the road without looking, most of the times I could have been caught doing something I shouldn’t and I’ve never woken up in Russia in an ice bath minus an organ. I think I’m doing pretty well.

No make-up Mondays are about making time for me. Not being bare-faced (because frankly I’m going to optimize what I’ve got for as long as I can and putting on make-up can be really cathartic). So today I sat and read, I’m reading a book called “Not that Kind of Girl” by Lena Dunham and it’s pretty inspiring. This is the first biography I have ever read and considering how much I love to delve into the inner depths of peoples’ lives I can’t believe I’ve never even bought one before.

After this I started writing and felt inspired, page after page of words I’ve been looking for, for months! And here I am on my first no make-up Monday starting a brand new chapter for you all to read along with. The good, the bad and the undoubtedly ugly.

Here we go,

Daisy

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