That's what she said....I've made a decision. It may not be the most stable, lucrative or advised choice, but it's the unbeaten path I must take to accomplish my life's conquest. And you better believe I'm rocking this makeshift trail with a weed whacker, a canteen of coconut water (for energy & hydration) and of course, an optimistically strong stride. Eat my dust, beaches.
What's the point of living; if we are afraid to challenge ourselves? What's the point of dying; if up until your last breath you have not been pursuing your life whole heartedly?
We can't positively progress if we are stuck in the mud, stubborn with our dirty old ways. Place aside influences that inhibit or wrongfully redirect your forward stride (people, bad habits, and mind blocks! OHH &... pointless and dramatic TV shows-->eh hem, repeat after me "TIME SUCK"). Obtain an open mind and heart by becoming who you're meant to be based on what you love--that feeling you get when you're lovin' on an activity that sounds a lot like "awwwww yeaaaaahhhh". My wonderful mother once gave me a book back in grade school (always wanted to say that--not so cool now that I'm turning twenty "how'd I get this old" six. Fail.) titled, "Do What You Love & The Money Will Follow". What a really nice concept--totally ready to try it out...although, I'm adding my own line underneath the title that reads, "And, even if the money doesn't follow...at least you'll be happy". Hopefully you are wise beyond your age and have discovered that happiness is not dollar bills. POW! : )
Some believe we have one chance on earth. If this is true, how would you ideally spend your time? The same way you are right now?
The point of this post came about abruptly and tragically. After the heartbreaking murder of two great guys I had met and became friends with about a month and a half ago, I was reminded immediately of how fragile the tiny speck that is our entire existence can burn out without warning. Facing my mortality, I am consciously re-evaluating my life (something we should be doing everyday). Through my reflection, I realized I wasn't completely in-sync with myself and I hadn't been for a long while. After a few days of utter disappointment with a few areas of my so-called-life and a coffee mug sized cup of tears, I stopped mulling over the unproductiveness of certain parts of my past and instead started focusing on every immediate moment being laid out before me in my future.
In the last few days....I've re-created myself. Or, is it that much like an archeologist, I've unearthed the Krissy that was living just beneath the surface of my skin--yearning to be revealed. Sounds quite magical when thought of that way. How inspiring it is to realize the endless possibilities of our own personal capacities. POW! POW!
Holy, runaway train! I almost forgot to mention my decision. The one I discovered while uncovering the bones of a better me: the ferocious goal devouring Velociraptor of sorts. After all these years of voicing my career visions of running a non-profit and having the passion, but not quite the drive to "Git R Done", I am finally putting my blood (ouch!), sweat (ew!), and tears (salty!) into it. "Awwwwww YEAHHHH"! I'm also jumping on the "struggling artist" bandwagon and painting, drawing & doodling my little heart out for some robert DINERO to keep me afloat. My boss (AKA: Me) doesn't pay me very well--scratch that, doesn't pay me period. So, if you need anything for your walls or know someone that does...commission me/recommend me. Will work for back massages, on occasion! ; )
