We are so afraid to live our lives that we don't actually end up living our lives.
We truly live in fear in the sense that we are timid to do the things we love, the true things that will make us the happiest in life.
I'm here to tell you that you need to wake up.
Stop living your life on autopilot and do what you truly love. I'm not telling you to quit your job or move to out of the country. What I am saying is that if you'vee been dreaming about finding a better job, do it. If you're wanting to move, start the process of looking.
Life it truly too short and everyday counts. We all need to release that living is a gift.
We are blessed to wake up each morning to another day. With that being said, we need to live each of our days in complete happiness. What is the point of hoping or wishing for something...
Act on it. Do it. Fight for it, Go get it.
You will not be happy until you make yourself happy by forgetting the world and forgetting those who question you or mock you, just do you.
Wake up today because there is a crazy world out there and it waiting for you to realize it.
The world operates with a lot of distain towards one another.
We see it everywhere on the road, in the store, even at work.
You think to yourself, "how can someone truly be this miserable?"
My answer, I have no idea.
But have you ever heard the expression you get more flies with honey then with vinegar?
I knew Selena had something when she created a song focusing around peoples mood and attitudes.
If you're in a situation where you feel as though you want to scream "get over yourself and your attitude," don't kill them with kindness.
My dad has always taught me to act even sweeter when someone is being so rude to you, so I'm passing that knowledge onto to you today.
My challenge you, if someone you have to deal with on a daily basis is treating you with less respect than you deserve, kill em' with kindness, honey.
I've learned through different things that good things come when you stop questioning and start doing.
I don't really know the direction of this post yet... but I do know one thing – the more you work hard and let go of fear and your thoughts, the better the outcome will be, and the more results you will see from them.
You can't be timid of the unknown. A good friend of mine recently told me, "Nathalie, you aren't a fortune teller. You don't know what will happen tomorrow. You just have to do what you want to do and forget about what happens and you just have to be okay with the outcome. You literally just have to deal."
I know I was meant to listen to that, because it's true. I'm not a fortune teller, and I don't know if you are, but I'm going to guess that you aren't.
Put all your fears to the side and just focus. Don't be scared to jump.
We miss a lot of great things in life and amazing opportunities because we want to be fortune tellers, we want to know if what we're about to do will result into something great. I'm here today to tell you just J U M P.
Forget about hesitation. Forget about what your mind tells you. Forget about what your heart says and just roll with it.
I hope this post helps someone. I felt as if this was the direction of this post.
We learn through experience and a lot of what we know comes from troubling times.
This post isn't about book knowledge, but rather it's about the knowledge of life.
We go through hard times in order for life to teach us what we want and don't want... basically we go through the school of life, where we have to apply our knowledge of past incidences to not make bigger, greater mistakes.
We learn the hardest lesson on – love, money, friendship, our families and lastly, our careers. We go through life trying to win literally at life and sometimes we seriously fail at it.
We learn about love through the mistakes we make with love. We learn through the emotions of happiness and pain. When we feel joy, we want to continue that feeling,
If we learn that we don't like something, we have to learn how to change it, this is in all aspects of our lives, it's not just subject to one.
This knowledge is useless of we don't apply and we will just continue to dig ourselves a deeper hole.
We get caught of in the daily humdrum of our lifestyles, whether its us going to school, working full time, or our families... maybe it's a combination of everything, that we forget to FOCUS on ourselves.
I don't mean that we forget to get our nails done, get a massage or treat ourselves to a girls night.
What I do mean is focusing on ourselves, our inner-self. Mind first, body second.
We have to set aside time for us to focus on our goals,
I'm terrible about this, I go, go, go and forget to focus on what I truly need to do to grow and improve my daily life.
Focusing on yourself isn't selfish. Never let someone call you selfish for making time out of your day to reflect. When you reflect you mind guides you to places and you explore your likes, dislikes and wants on a deeper, more meaningful level.
Set a goal this week to take 10-15 minutes of your day to self-reflect and mediate on yourself.
The past few months have been a surreal whirl-wind.
I finally moved out of Oxford (about time...) which should be a blog post all of its own. Moving is a long, hard process... especially when you just have too much stuff. After a few weeks of unpacking and making very thing "Nathalie approved" I was settled in to my condo in Memphis. The fun didn't stop there, Jeremy and I were Puerto Rico bound.
The trip so fun and memorable.
A little rocky start at the Memphis airport with a strange individual, but that didn't bother us too much, he wasn't on our flight any ways. After a two hour wait at 6:25 a.m. we were Orlando bound.
Bi-passing Orlando, once we arrived in San Juan it just utterly amazing. It wasn't my first time, but for Jeremy it was. He was cultured shocked, to say the least. Everything is in Spanish. Everything. Luckily for him, he had his own personal translator. The hotel was beautiful, El San Juan... my jaw just dropped when we walked in. Huge chandeliers, columns, stages for bands, beautifully decorated all wood. The word Plush just doesn't do it justice. I felt as if I was stepping back into may the 50's with everything being dark mahogany and just rich.
We didn't have a beach view, but the city view we had with the mountains, might have been as, or even more breath taking than the beach. Jeremy's best friend, Jake and his wife came with us on the trip, and we all knew the first thing that we were going to do was go to the beach.
The first and second day went by slow, I think we were all shocked that an idea of going to Puerto Rico in December, became reality in June... or maybe it was just me that was shocked. I never traveled with a boyfriend before, of course we've been to Gatlinburg, Knoxville, Nashville and Huntsville, but to me, I was still flabbergasted that I was at a beach, that wasn't Destin with my boyfriend.
Our first day was of course spent by the pool and beach.
On our second day, Jeremy and I went to get breakfast at the Cafecito bar in the main lobby, we looked at each other and looked outside. We both knew what we wanted and that was to explore the Island.
He headed back to the room and called our friends that we were taking the day to explore. That what you do when you're in a new place, you explore. We quickly got dressed, packed an extra set of clothes since we knew we would end up at another beach and we made it to Hertz. After 20 minutes we were off in our little blue Mitsubishi!
Our first stop, El Yunque! I told Jeremy that the two things I wanted from Puerto Rico was a lot of Mofungo (smashes plantains with any kind of meat) and to drink out of a real coconut. When We say the first little hut driving up the mountain of El Yunque, I told Jeremy we had to stop, that I NEEDED the coconut. Of course, at that moment it sounded a little more dramatic that how it was just read. We travel the forest until we could no longer travel it, stopping at every waterfall and at the tower. It was utterly beautiful. It was a cloudy say with a lot of overcast, but it was still beautiful and magical.
Our next stop, eat real, authentic Puerto Rican food, from a little small town in Cayey. It was the authenticity my mouth had been watering for since we landed. You know the place is legit when you see a whole pig roasting in the front window. Needless to say it was delicious. I had lechon, with yucca and Jeremy had lechon with Spanish rice.
After lunch we were headed to Gilligan's Island. We passed the mountains, what seems to be a desert, Ponce and several other cities on our way to Guanica.
Guanica is on the Caribbean side of the island so the color of the water is as breathtaking as Destin, or even more so. One thing that was different, the sand was made of little small rocks, not actual grains of sand and the water was extremely choppy with a lit of shore rocks. We didn't care that the water had been dirty from the after math of tropical storm Cindy, we were just happy to have made it our final destination of the day.
We rushed for parking and rushed to get in the water, precious daylight was being wasted by perusing. We weren't even in the water for 10 minutes when a massive way came and took me under... then another one... needless to say, I was done at that point because when I finally came to, I had blood gushing down my leg and foot, the rocks and smalls pebbles of the sand scrapped my knee and ankle in three different places.
Thank to my sweet Jeremy, he took care of me and held my hand while I whaled in pain. It wasn't even a slight cry it was a full little girl getting hurt for the first time cry. Not pretty.. at all... after that we left, went to the store to get first aid things and head back to the hotel.
In Puerto Rico, it's a legit thing to see wild horses in the middle of the street. By a gas station where we pumped gas, there was a family of three. Three beautiful wild horses just chilling on the road reading grass. It was both beautiful but disturbing. They horses, do they not have a home? Do they not have shelter? Do they not have owners?
Day three and four were spent at the beach and at Old San Juan reminiscing on Monday's tour of the island and day five we were traveling back home. I was ready to leave, but not ready to get home.
I'm very blessed to have gone on this amazing trip with Jeremy and friends. I'm back home and it's still surreal that we waited so long for that trip, and it came and went in a flash.
If you're planning on going to San Juan soon, I highly recommend that you say at El San Juan, it is their Hilton Resort and our stay was just fabulous.