Writing Is An Outlet

I had a fleeting thought that failed to disappear as quickly as it came to mind. I appreciate poetry, writing, and lyrics so much that it has captivated my life. I find myself asking why my appreciation for these things seems so much larger than those of others. This blog site has made me come to realize the answer to all of this.

Writing is an expression of the self. Our thoughts we are too afraid to speak of out loud. If it wasn’t for this outlet where would many of us be? We use writing of any kind in order to relieve our minds from overthinking, to express the feelings we cant find the words for when speaking, to relieve ourselves of feelings we are ashamed of and to lend a helping hand and sense of understanding to anybody who feels the same way.

Writing can be used for so much more than this but I feel that these things are the most relevant to myself and many others that I see and speak to. Why has our world come to this though? Why are so many individuals afraid to speak about their feelings with somebody face to face? I have struggled to answer these questions myself.

We come here to express information, documentation, or just our own personal views. One thing each and every one of use has in common is using writing as our outlet. So now the question lies, how many of you feel like writing is the only time you can be real, raw, and genuine? How many of you feel forced to use this outlet though you desire to speak with somebody about it?

Though this does not apply to all of you… I still want to offer my appreciation and respect for the bravery for what is written. I want to offer an open ear for anybody who feels trapped or stuck. I have felt this way myself and due to this I feel it is necessary to remind you that the world isn’t always as black and white as it may seem. Sometimes we just need to search for the gray areas.

February 15, 2018

I have grown to love the human mind. Understanding the trials and tributes that individuals face is a challenge within itself. Recently I have recognized something missing within our society, or possibly just the flock I surround myself with.

We are all struggling in some way or another. From mental disorders to trauma of any kind, we all have our own demons. Many individuals are one with their struggles and refuse to let others see their weakness. So much can be hidden with a smile. Each one of us reaches out at some point though. What many of us receive when we reach out though is nothing….

No compassion

No open ear

No safety

No empathy.

It has been bothering me for quite some time, the lack of empathy many have. So many are self absorbed within themselves that they forget that others have their own trials and errors within life. How can we fix this problem though? How can you make somebody take a step back and listen?

There is no answer to this. There is no way to fix this issue in any way. It is important to call it like we see it though. If we can reach out with this issue and make others realize their lack of empathy for others, maybe we can begin to see an amazing change within the world. Of course, this is far fetch but it is worth the effort.

We need to all recognize that each person that walks this world is dealing with their own sorrow, pain, trials, problems and other issues. Take one moment out of your day to lend your ear to a friend, family member, or even a stranger. It may seem like nothing was solved or nothing came of it but it can ultimately mean the world to somebody.

Nobody is alone in this world and I want to remind each and every one of you that I am something so unbelievably small can move mountains. Change a life today.

February 14, 2018

Though I have never been one for romance, I felt my heart beat at a rythmn I have never felt before. The love of my life is much more in tune with his emotions than I have ever been. This may be the reason I feel as though he completes me. I have struggled with the idea of love and romance for a good portion of my life. Though it can cause conflict, my husband still seeks to show pure and raw emotion every chance he gets. My reactions may not be expected but my appreciation and adoration is genuine. I have found my person, my soul mate, my true love and he will never hesitate to show this to me every opportunity he gets. I could not have asked for a better Valentines day this year, even with the cliche gifts, my heart fluttered and eyes flooded. I love this man with my entire heart ❤

February 13, 2018

After many years with my soul mate, Valentines day becomes more and more special each year. This year we have decided to take a day to ourselves and leave reality behind for a while. With a special vegan dinner planned at one of our favorite spots, we will then follow it with a walk down memory lane. To the park in which we first met followed by a trip to the hiking trail in which we shared our first kiss. This valentines day I want to ensure my love knows how appreciated and loved he is. Such a beautiful thing love is. I am so lucky to have this incredible human by my side through this journey in life.

February 12, 2018

Delving into humaine taxidermy has made me appreciate the intricacy of animals and their make up. This raccoon skull was found and then was cleaned. The teeth that were missing were replaced with quartz stone to bring it back to life. This gorgeous piece will have a place within my home soon enough. The love of nature and its make up that I have allows me to appreciate this gorgeous piece so much.

February 17, 2015

I’m attempting to arrange my dying ranunculus from Valentine’s Day and found fox skull under my giant bell cloche jar. I’m just crossing my fingers that once they dry, it turns out like I imagined. If not, only a good reason to buy more ranunculus while they’re in season, right? All of this is just a distraction from preparing for Clementine’s first birthday party. And by “preparing” I mean fretting over the possibility of even more impending snowfall, and routinely attempting to clear our walkways. If we had an actual yard, worthy of being referred to as a yard, I’d be defying Mother Nature’s wrath by throwing the most incredible sledding party ever for Clementine.