Friday, May 16, 2014

My latest lessons learned:

I'm writing these down so that if I ever forget I can come back to them and remember the importance of this

  • Not all advice is good advice: Somewhere along the way of life, I was advised that if you spoke about your fears you fueled them. Talking about them equaled giving them power. FALSE. If you don't ever let your fears out you let them roam around in your mind, and they grow and grow, and then they become the elephant in the room. My best friend (he's also my boyfriend) gave me this new perspective and now I'm wondering why I ever believed that keeping thoughts/worries/fears quiet meant they would dissapear. Did they????? Not at all. I could have looked at the evidence and seen this advice just didn't hold up but instead I clung to it for years. Not talking about my fears let them fester, let them grow.
  • Denying your fears and that you even have them doesn't make them dissapear & doesn't make you strong.
  • Telling someone about your fears doesn't admit weakness: Do you know what's weak? Not talking about them because of fear. It takes more strength to speak up and tell somebody about what's on your mind than it does to keep quiet. I take the "easy way out" when I keep quiet about what's bothering me.. and it's not easy and it's not out.
  • Sometimes others can see and point out the complete ridiculousness of your fears..but in order for them to do so, you have to tell them first: Most worries are ridiculous. Most of the things we worry about never come true. Sometimes they do, but are they hardly as bad as our mind lead us to believe they would be? Maybe some of your fears are founded. Perhaps they are legitimate fears but even then isn't it better to share it with someone that cares about you. Then you don't have to bear the wait of that fear alone.
I've been living with the wait of my fears for months; carrying them around with me wherever I go. It's a lot to bear. It takes a lot of energy to pretend nothing is wrong. This morning I feel the freest I've felt in a long time........words don't describe how good it feels. Inevitably I know new & old fears will try to creep back in but I will return to this and remember that I don't have to let them.

Love,
Sarah

Friday, August 2, 2013

For all of you who draw energy from inside, behind, underneath, or away from it all, welcome home.

"introverts feel the need to explain, apologize, or feel guilty about what works best for them, they feel alienated not only from society but from themselves.”
 ― Laurie Helgoe

“you once said you would like to sit beside me while I write. Listen, in that case I could not write at all. For writing means revealing one self to excess; that utmost of self-revelation and surrender, in which a human being, when involved with others, would feel he was losing himself, and from which, therefore, he will always shrink as long as he is in his right mind...That is why one can never be alone enough when one writes, why there can never be enough silence around one when one writes, why even night is not night enough.”
― Susan Cain 

“As an introvert, you can be your own best friend or your worst enemy. The good news is we generally like our own company, a quality that extroverts often envy. We find comfort in solitude and know how to soothe ourselves. Even our willingness to look at ourselves critically is often helpful.

But, we can go too far. We can hoard responsibility and overlook the role others play. We can kick ourselves when we’re down. How many times have you felt lousy about something, only to get mad at yourself for feeling lousy?”   ― Laurie Helgoe

“Extroverts want us to have fun, because they assume we want what they want. And sometimes we do. But “fun” itself is a “bright” word, the kind of word that comes with flashing lights and an exclamation point! One of Merriam-Webster’s definitions of “fun” is “violent or excited activity or argument.” The very word makes me want to sit in a dimly lit room with lots of pillows—by myself.” 
 ― Laurie Helgoe

“Society is commonly too cheap. We meet at very short intervals, not having had time to acquire any new value for each other.We meet at meals three times a day, and give each other a new taste of that musty old cheese that we are. We have had to agree on a certain set of rules, called etiquette and politeness, to make this frequent meeting tolerable and that we need not come to open war. We meet at the post office, and at the sociable, and at the fireside every night; we live thick and are in each other's way, and stumble over one another, and I think that we thus lose some respect for one another.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Walden

“To express want is to own the desire, to stand in your own reality. The easier alternative is the language of impairment: “I can’t come because I’m run down, overworked, under the gun, tired, sick, or not up to it.” The underlying message is, “I cannot attend because I am impaired,” rather than the more honest and self-respecting response: “I choose to not attend because I prefer the other option.”
― Laurie Helgoe

“It would be wise to be concerned about the introvert who is deprived of solitude. Is she neglecting herself due to depression? Is she falling victim to guilt and self-reproach? Does she feel cut off from pleasure? Does she feel dead?” 
― Laurie Helgoe

“In a conversation with someone sharing gossip, the introvert’s eyes glaze over and his brow furrows as he tries to comprehend how this conversation could interest anyone. This is not because the introvert is morally superior—he just doesn’t get it. As we’ve discussed, introverts are energized and excited by ideas. Simply talking about people, what they do and who they know, is noise for the introvert. He’ll be looking between the lines for some meaning, and this can be hard work! Before long, he’ll be looking for a way out of the conversation.” 
― Laurie Helgoe

"This book is not about finding balance—we are really tired of doing that! Besides, finding balance assumes that we have been allowed to be fully introverted. We have not. This book is about embracing the power of introversion. It’s about indulging, melting into, drinking in, immersing ourselves in the joy, the genius, and the power of who we naturally are—and not just on the occasional retreat, but in the living of our lives.”
― Laurie Helgo, Introvert Power: Why Your Innner Life Is Your Hidden Strength

I seriously need to read Laurie Helgoe's book.
This morning readying quotes has made me feel renewed, inspired, and at home with who I am.

Love,
Sarah



Thursday, August 1, 2013

Beautiful 1st day of August

My rut is gone. It's only 11:33 and I already feel the goodness of the day! I just got back from a run/walk. I'm a beginning runner and there isn't any shame in that. You'll never get to where you want if you don't first take the baby steps to get you there. I have to remind myself of that daily.

I noticed that between my intervals of running my heart would return to a more normal pace easier and faster than it did a couple weeks ago. That's exciting!! As I was running the last leg, my neighbor stopped me to give me tomatoes. Her name is Carol. Carol is a wise woman and she loves plants and takes care of lots of them. Someday I hope I'm something like her.


Here's a beautiful poem for you to read: Braken fern, blueberries & golden light goddess by Heather Wright

Love,
Sarah

Tuesday, July 30, 2013


Pictures from Wild Life Prairie Park with Alec Dejesus

July 20th-21st, 2013






Hmmm, thought today I'd try to start this up again. But what to write about!? Lately, I've been in a rut. It's isn't good and it isn't bad; it just is. It's a feeling of being stuck. Wanting to do things that you aren't doing. Feeling overwhelmed and underwhelmed at the same time. It's a rut. And I know it will pass. And I know I just need to keep putting one foot in front of the other. 
A couple days ago I opened to the next chapter in a book of poems I'm reading. It was the perfect poem and exactly what I needed. It was called Zero Circle by Rumi.


Be helpless, dumbfounded,
Unable to say yes or no.
Then a stretcher will come from grace
to gather us up.

We are too dull-eyed to see that beauty.
If we say we can, we’re lying.
If we say No, we don’t see it,
That No will behead us
And shut tight our window onto spirit.

So let us rather not be sure of anything,
Beside ourselves, and only that, so
Miraculous beings come running to help.
Crazed, lying in a zero circle, mute,
We shall be saying finally,
With tremendous eloquence, Lead us.
When we have totally surrendered to that beauty,
We shall be a mighty kindness.

Since I last wrote here, the most amazing human being came into my life. His name is Alec. He's the one that gave me the poetry book I mentioned. When I look in his eyes I see his soul. And it looks a lot like mine. And it's beautiful. 

One foot in front of the other...

Love always,
Sarah

Friday, October 26, 2012

Simply Chai


I loooooove chai tea! I remember the first time I had it; I was transported by that taste which I'd never known to exist. This is my chai in my favorite cup this morning. I make mine with soy milk and put extra spices on top: ginger, cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves (aka...Pumpkin Spice).

I make my chai by using chai tea bags. I use to use the premix liquids but they are quite pricey and one day I bought the tea bags because they were cheaper and I find that I like that method best. Make sure you squeeze your tea bag at the end because a lot of the flavor is wasted if left in your tea bag and not your tea!

Someday I might try making chai from scratch. Here's the brand of tea bag I used.


All my Love,
Sarah

Listening to: Sylvia Plath - Ryan Adams


Wednesday, October 24, 2012

I'm Sarah and these are my memoirs

I've wished I'd have something interesting to say the first time I ever were to write in my blog. Like everything in my life, this will be a work in progress. My only true aspiration ever is to be the best me I can & I think this is the start of something miraculous.

All my love,
Sarah