Let’s be honest…


The quote above is exactly how I feel.

The other day my friend mentioned that I should start a blog. Unbeknownst to her, I had been working on this blog for the past couple of months. I took it as a confirmation that this is something that I need to focus on and make happen .

To me, writing has been one if the best ways in which I can express myself. I tend to be more quiet and although I can be quite the extrovert, I’m naturally an introvert. I need time to be by myself and to do things on my own. But the thing is, I have also never really liked for people to ready what I write.  I feel as if it is so personal and what if it’s not good enough. Yet I have decided that I need to do it anyway.  The best way to do things at times, is to do it afraid. So here we go with this.

I may fail and fall flat on my face but at least I can say I gave it a shot. And you never know, this whole thing may just work out in the end.

There are few different areas in my life that I feel like this can apply to but we’ll just have to wait and see. One step at a time.

So why not do that which terrifies you and puts you in a vulnerable place? If you never try than you will truly never know and that would be boring. Who wants a boring life anyway? If we only have one shot at this life we may as well make it into something spectacular. If all else fails, well, at least you’ll have some damn good stories to tell.

I’m in Nashville this weekend and I’ve got some ideas and what not for some posts. Just gotta find a moment to sit down and write it all out. So stayed tuned….


Maps and Globes

One of my favorite authors is Jeff Goins. I was recently on his blog when I came across this section in one of his posts and I have been continually thinking about it since then.

“Maps are easy. They’re flat and predictable, easy to use to chart out a course. Maps are about points: starting points and destination points.

But maps are also unrealistic. Because the world isn’t flat; it’s not color-coded and foldable. The world is complex, which is why a globe is a better picture of how we navigate through life.
A globe spins. Really nice globes are topographical, raised in areas where there are mountains. Globes are not the easiest tools in the world to use, but they’re a good picture of our lives. 

You use a map to travel from state to state, but you use a globe to travel the world. Which would you rather use for your life?”

-Jeff Goins (go check him out at http://goinswriter.com )

Just a thought….

Here Goes Nothing…or Maybe Something…

In less than 6 months I will be 25.

To most, it’s not really that big of a deal. To me, it has been terrifying.

I’ve been in what you may call a “quarter life crisis” for about the last 9 months. The realization that I would seen be 25 has brought more terror and anxiety than what I could have imagined.

I felt as if I haven’t accomplished anything worthwhile, as if I have just been wasting my life away.

I got caught in a web of unrealistic expectations and felt as if I had just failed in life.

It may also may be because I took a massive risk and felt as if I had failed at it. It then lead me to feeling absolutely frozen and stuck for a good year and a half.

I moved to Australia in January of 2011. All I had was my two bags of luggage and a one way ticket to Sydney.

I hardly knew a soul but off I went. Off to pursue one of the biggest dreams of my life.

What you may not know is that Australia has captured my heart for as long as I could remember. All I wanted in life was to go to Australia.

I was 15 the first time I went. Those 20 days genuinely changed my life. We only spent two days in Sydney but it had won my heart. We traveled all up the east coast to Cairns. Sleeping in the rainforest, chasing kangaroos, going to a crocodile farm, living with locals, wandering around new cities every other day, living on a cattle station in the outback and snorkeling the great barrier reef just did not compare to being in Sydney. From the day we got back to the States, all I wanted was to go back to Sydney. It haunted me for 7 long years.

Then 2011 came along and I finally boarded the plane to the land my heart longed for.

I had all these cray expectations and dreams as to what kind of life i would lead and the people I would meet. Yet, my high expectations got the best of me and my experience was nothing like what I imagined it to be.

Yes, of course, I met some of the most amazing people I have yet encountered and had some amazing times but the way the way it all ended just crushed me. I came back home broke in more ways than one.

Little by little, I’ve built myself back up again but I couldn’t help but see myself as a failure. Then I saw my friends start to live their lives and travel, get married, move and so on.

And there I was.

You know, i always imagined that by the time I was 25 I would have life somewhat figured out. I would have my career set, I would be traveling the world and have myself established. But I have come to see that its not entirely true.

Finally after almost two years of being back from Australia, I’ve finally got some sort of direction to my life and I’m starting to get things done.

Step by step I’m slowly but surely making my way towards where I feel I’m supposed to be headed. I finally feel as if I have a sense of purpose and I’m getting things done.

Hope has filled my heart and I’m getting a move on.

So that leads me to this blog(sorry for the long detour). This is one of the things on my list that I have wanted to do for some time and I have just put it aside.

This will be my journey. I’m not sure at all as to what it will all look like, but that’s the beauty in life.

So here we go…