Over the last week or so I’ve been reading Tiny Beautiful Things by Cheryl Strayed. It was recommended to me by Kaiti from HarperCollins Cananda and my cousin Amanda. I don’t want to finish it. It’s a compilation of the columns Cheryl wrote for The Rumpus and goodness it’s gorgeous. It’s an advice column but raw, unfiltered, honest, and breathtaking. You get sucked into Dear Sugar’s words and end up feeling rejuvenated and ready to tackle the day.
One column in particular had me in tears before work. A twenty-six-year-old depressed writer asked Dear Sugar how to get out of her writing-funk. How she could write a book to be proud of. She asked: how does a woman get up and become the writer she wishes she’d be? Dear Sugar’s response is my mantra today and forever, I hope you’ll find solace in it too.
You need to do the same, dear sweet arrogant beautiful crazy talented tortured rising star glowbug. That you’re so bound up about writing tells me that writing is what you’re here to do. And when people are here to do that they almost always tell us something we need to hear. I want to know what you have inside you. I want to see the contours of your second beating heart.
So write… Not like a girl. Not like a boy. Write like a motherfucker.
*Quotes from The Rumpus Website
“Once her love had been publicized, it would gain weight (literally), become a burden.”
— Milan Kundera (The Unbearable Lightness of Being)
Is it just me (and my boyfriend) who gain weight when we’re happy? Seriously, over the last six years I’ve noticed that when we have the least amount of stress in our lives, or when we’re at a really good place with each other, we tend to gain weight. I’m not a psychology major so I don’t know if there is a connection between love/happiness and weight. What I do know is that recently my boyfriend and I have put on a few pounds and both of us are feeling uncomfortable. My jeans have gotten a little to snug and over the weekend he had a hard time buttoning up his dress pants. If you’ve read my fitness post on the Passion8 blog, you’ll know that I believe in the old everything in moderation mantra. So, Alex and I decided to start eating a bit healthier; limit alcohol intake, no more cream in my coffee, salads over fries, chicken over red meat, and no more snacks before bed. We’re not out to lose a million pounds, nor do we feel it necessary to be skinny. We just want to feel healthy and make better choices when it comes to eating.
Throughout the day we’ve been sending each other photos of our meals and snacks. I’m not sure if it’s a competitive thing or just a friendly bit of motivation, either way it seems to be working. My biggest problem is what to have for breakfast, my mom makes the most delicious muffins in the world and I can’t get out of the habit of eating one each morning (and sometimes one before bed). They complement my coffee than cereal, plus they’re convenient and hit my cravings for something sweet. Do you guys have any ideas for breakfast? A healthy granola or something? I would love to try out a recipe!
As my mother stirred the heaping pot of sauce and meatballs, she called me over to take a look. With a smile stinging her lips she said, “I told you I always cook with love”. The heart in her sauce (you can see it right?) emulates just a few things that I love about life: pasta and family dinners.
There are many kinds of love in this world: I truly believe that you can love people, hobbies, AND food. I know for a fact that the more love or passion you put into something, the better it becomes. I’ve made myself quick meals just to eat something and it never tastes as good as the meals that I put effort and love into. I’ve written blog posts just to write them but I never get as much feedback on those ones as I do with the ones I put passion behind. When it comes to people, I love a lot of them, to varying degrees. I love my co-workers and friends like family, I love my family obsessively, I love my boyfriend to an incredibly disgusting degree, and most importantly I love myself and the woman I’ve become. The more I shower these people with love, the better I feel about life and about myself. Love, it’s all you need, amiright?
Put love into everything you do, every meal you make, and every word you write.
Credo quia impossibile…
I believe it because it is impossible…
I found that Latin phrase on the signed copy of Cloud by Eric McCormack that I won from The Cooke Agency via Twitter. Can a phrase like that be a mantra because if so, it’s mine now. Over the last few years (like many other university graduates) I’ve struggled to start my career. My dreams include working for a publishing company or other bookish establishment and living in the heart of Toronto (with the bf), while writing freelance articles and keeping up with my blog. Right now I’m unemployed, living with my parents at least 50 minutes from the city, and yes still blogging and freelancing. My dreams seem anything but possible from where I’m sitting, and yet I can’t stop believing that one day it will happen. I don’t think that my dreams are too big, or impossible, or crazy, I just need to keep trying and hope for a bit of luck to come my way…
One day I’ll be able to miss this view…
ENJOY LIFE AND KICK ASS,
* Photo taken with the Nokia Lumia 1020!
Fact One: I start every new notebook with a mantra. I take my colourful gel pens and graffiti the inside cover of each new notebook with a quote that I want to keep in mind as I’m writing or living my life. Every notebook, to me, is like the beginning of a new chapter and each chapter deserves a title – a mantra.
Fact Two: My weekly mantras and little boosts of inspiration come from Not A Model Blog or This Is My Life or I’m Charming You or Pinterest.
Fact Three: It’s the first day of November and I want to feel inspired this month. I want to get sh*t done. I want to make big promises and I want to keep them. I want to scratch things off of my Bucket List. I want to make big changes in my life, while making time for my favourites (family, friends, and the bf).
In the spirit of new beginnings, new mantras, and inspiration, here is my mantra for November (courtesy of the bf):
This month’s mantra “Hold your head up high and your middle finger even higher.” Go get ’em!
What are some of your favourite inspirational quotes, sites, mantras?
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My weekend mantra…
What’s your weekend mantra?
My weekend mantra…
What’s your weekend mantra?