Let’s have a moment of silence for this crochet dress….
It’s like the crochet blanket on your Grandmas couch growing up…but fitted and cute and you can wear it now as an adult. I like the thought of wearing Birkenstocks with this dress….they just feel like they should be in a long term loving relationship together.
I am really getting into beauty products lately….I have been ordering, sampling…having some fun testing things. I am starting to realize…I am kind of a weirdo and things I think are fun..are not what most people think are fun.
That brings me to the Wayne Dyer books I have been listening to this weekend. I remember Sara Blakely the founder of Spanxs saying her Dad gave her his tapes growing up and she wouldn’t have started Spanxs without listening to his tapes. Then I was in my therapist office and she had a deck of cards in the waiting room and they are a bunch of his quotes.
I think I like him. He said, never tell yourself you don’t belong. You are exactly where you are suppose to be in this moment in time, born into the family you were suppose to be born into…I remember Brene Brown saying something similar to this in terms of belonging.
Another big take away is living with intention that there are seven faces of living with intention. They are creativity, love, kindness, beauty, expansion, receptivity, and abundance. That we aren’t what we do but we are our being. So be creative, be love, be kindness…so on an so forth…you get the gist right?
Another thing he said is life is infinite and if life is infinite this is not really life. I don’t know..I think I might have to sit with this one for a bit…maybe do mushrooms….just kidding.
I have done mushrooms once in my life..and I had the most unpleasant experience..I was in high school and I went into I think they call it the M hole. It was like..I was in this really bad dream I wanted to get out of and I couldn’t. Actually…it was a reoccurring dream I had after my Dad died. I was in this parking lot…it was dark outside and the pavement was wet and I was looking for my Dad under all these cars and I couldn’t find him and I was so terrified and panicked. That is the exact M hole I went into that night…and it was horrible. I am actually glad I had this experience because it scared me from ever doing any type of drug again…it probably saved my personality from multiple stints in rehab…and who knows where I would be right now. Was this an overshare? Maybe…I am not sure. I have another overshare…I will save for my next post.
Ok, Have a happy Monday….
Love, Tiffany
