“What advice would you give to your younger self?” It’s a common question. One you’ve probably been asked or even asked someone yourself. And the responses are always so insightful. They’re always drenched with wisdom. Spoken from someone with hindsight that is 20/20.
They’re responses like, “I’d try and not take life too seriously?” or “I’d care less what people think” and even “I’d tell myself it’s gonna get better.” And while these trinkets of advice are all well and valid, they’re kind of counterintuitive. They’re pieces of advice you couldn’t give had you not gone through whatever struggle you overcame to learn them. If you eliminate the struggle, can there ever really be a lesson learned?
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There are always times in life where you feel lost. Where you see other people and their lives going off in one direction, and you feel stuck in yours. Or where you see other people enjoying the place they’re at, but you know there is something greater out there for you…you just don’t know how to get there. But the trick to getting there is simple: itall starts with a step. It starts with one step in any direction. It starts with not worrying so much about where that step will lead you, and allowing yourself to figure it out along the way. It starts with throwing out the mapand the timeline, and walking forward anyway. It starts with being lost.
Because that’s the beauty of life isn’t it? To find what makes us happy. To become who we are. How can we do that if we aren’t searching? If we’re not exploring who we are. Why should we strive to always know where we’re headed? If life is truly about the journey and not the destination, why aren’t we getting lost more often?
It’s important to point out that being lost isn’t a bad thing. When we’re lost it means we’re always searching. For answers. For direction. For clarity. And in most cases, for ourselves. We’re looking for something or someone to show us the way. There is a beauty to being lost. To not knowing which direction is up and moving forward anyway. To trusting in the plans the universe has for you, and having faith in how they will unfold. To trusting in yourself to get you wherever it is you’re supposed to be. To knowing you’ll get there, even if you’re not yet sure where “there” is actually going to be.
It’s time to go seek the answers, or to choose to let them find you. To know in your heart that not all those who wander are lost. To always be wandering and striving to explore the unknown. To choose to seek adventure where you can and create it where you must. Allow yourself to explore the world — whether that it’s in another country or simply in the world you’ve created here. There’s adventure in every moment; it’s just up to us to seize them.
So, allow yourself to be lost. In the moment. In love. In your experiences. In your life. Take the time to wander off the beaten path. To choose the road less traveled. To follow your heart. Being lost gives us the opportunity to find the answers to questions we may not have even known we were asking. To find opportunities we didn’t’ even know existed. But above all, being lost allows who we are, and what we want, to finally be found.
There’s something really empowering about the fact that our life is made up of choices. That each and every day we get to choose to make what we want out of this life. To feel the good, or give into the bad. To step out on faith, or rest comfortably in what we already have. We have the choice to find the magic in every moment. Or to create it if it’s not there. We have the choice to make our lives remarkable, so why don’t we all choose it?
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By Brittany Davis
I’ve always heard people talking about how the older you get, the faster life seems to go. The days blur together and the months seem to be passing two at a time and the truth is, they’re right. But it’s a strange thing to experience because, well, nothing has really changed. There are still 24 hours in a day and seven days in a week. The only thing that’s changed, is us. We’ve gotten older, hopefully a little wiser, and are hopefully creating a life for ourselves each and everyday. Every decision we make, memory we create, and experience we encounter is another layer added to the masterpiece that becomes our lives; we’re designing it everyday. But here’s the thing, you don’t get one shot at it. Art, just like life, doesn’t always have to be permanent. Continue reading “Life Imitates Art, Art Imitates Life”
By Brittany Davis
We know life moves forward. The chapters of your past close, and new chapters get written everyday. It goes forward because, well, there’s no real way for it to go back. So you move on — and you should. But somewhere along the way a disconnect happened. A disconnect between taking a next step in your life, and what that new life actually means. When life opens a door, you’re supposed to explore what’s behind it. And when opportunities arise you’re supposed to seize them. But sometimes you have to stop and think, these things are happening for me, great, but at what cost? Is taking that step forward, going to make you take two steps back in the end? Continue reading “Does Moving Forward, Mean Leaving Things Behind?”
By Shannon Payne
The calm before the storm; it’s an odd phenomena isn’t it? Almost everyone can sense it. It becomes eerily quiet and there is almost a physical presence; like you can feel something is about to happen. However, in that moment you can’t help but also notice the beauty in silence. Everything is at rest; everything is at peace.
In those moments one is truly and genuinely free. You give yourself over to the knowledge that something inevitable is about to occur. You exhale a sigh of acceptance and it’s as if a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. That is where true happiness lies.
My thoughts linger, allowing the memory of you,
The memory of us, to slip through
The cracks of my conscious
These thoughts last only long enough to refocus
My attention and snap shut your memory
To snap shut the box that contains all of you,
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By Samantha Schlemm
I’m covered in beer and I’m shaking. It’s the Thursday before Christmas Eve and I don’t want to be here anymore. My black converses are warped from all the hours I’ve put them to work, and my feet ache.
“I – I just can’t do this anymore. I just can’t.”
He studies me and I can tell he knows that I’m serious. The calm and collected girl he has come to know is gone and she is officially having a nervous breakdown. In front of me is a glass half full of liquor for sangria, the pitchers I had made earlier are long gone and I’m stuck making them by the glass now, there is no time to stop and reset.
“Come on just a little longer,” he says cheerfully, but he’s not dealing with this, he’s simply making sure that I don’t screw up, and he knows I won’t. He’s come to depend on the fact that I won’t mess up, so he mostly ignores me. But right now, I’ve never felt like this before. The tickets keep printing with more and more drink orders, and the crowd around me is tripling in size. How in the hell did I get here? It’s the year of unknowing and I can’t figure out how I got stuck here bartending. There is no stopping. There is no end in sight. Continue reading “The Year Of Unknowing”
By Brittany Davis
I always used to hear people say, ‘the more things change, the more they stay the same’ and I have to admit I never really got it. If everything was different, how could there be any sense of normalcy? I didn’t get how two conflicting things could live as one. But recently the light bulb went off, and it does make a little sense. Sometimes things can change. We all know that. The years can pass and the friendships fade, but somewhere along the line that thing that rooted you so long ago makes itself known again. That thing that used to tie it all together presents itself, and you’re back. Transported back to a time when everything was certain. When the people around you were you friends instead of strangers. When life as you knew it made sense. But, you’re not really there. You’re you, however many years ago, but as the person you are now. Looking around a familiar room, watching a familiar show, hearing that one song, and you’re back. But you’re back with what you know now. You’re there with the scars healed and lessons learned. It’s a beautiful thing when that happens. When you get a chance to go back to a place that was so beloved. Back to people that made such an impact; to see where it all began. Continue reading “The More Things Change, The More They Stay The Same”
By Brittany Davis
People say that hindsight is 20/20 and I believe they’re right. It’s easy to look back and say things happened just as they were supposed to because the struggle is already over. Of course, everything worked out the way it was supposed to, you’re already where you’re at. It makes it easy to look at things and have that mentality because the reasons are now clear to you. Continue reading “That’s Hindsight…”