I'm about to drop the biggest hippie bomb--but last night I went to meditation, and the teacher touched on the human fear of being magnificent. It tickled me that she used that word, but beyond that it spoke deeply into my insecurities and how I let them absorb me. One of her prime examples was the way people reject appreciation (i.e. compliments), but hang onto criticisms. That's totally me feeding on to my own criticisms, or getting hurt feelings from werq.
And then I go home and have hot chocolate. (These are really rich and dark chocolaty, p.s.)
With that said, I can feel myself grasping how-to-be-sane in hectic life moments. Tonight, for example, is Club Wednesday, so I'm having wine, blogging, and playing Mario Kart. Ahh, the sweet feeling of sanity.
On another note, I recently discovered the Spotify web player, and love it. I say this proudly, despite feeling so 2008. I haven't had the time to explore new music for quite some time, so the playlists have been refreshing! And good music always heal the soul.
This song has been nice for working: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6p6PcFFUm5I
I love you and your beautiful creations which have been a source of inspiration for mine. Also, I bought you some of those cool flavored Pretz to send over!
good night, chu chu