Fasting

“ M ore of Y ou. L ess of M e” I felt this is what Daniel was practicing in his fast as I felt most challenged by this notion over a period of 21 days. Commiting to only consume water, grains, unsalted nuts, fruits, and vegetables, I could not turn to my old eating habits to cope.  For example, after a long emotional day at work my go-to meal was a box of pizza, a pink marlote, and a pint of Ben and Jerry's "Tonight Dough." Not the most nutritious meal, but it had been feeding my emotions for some time. However, during those 21 days I didn't have those choices. (I choose not to act on those options) I had to depend on another source as I was making a choice to lean in on God’s understanding of my circumstance instead of my own understanding. Challenged to channel inwards towards those emotions instead of eating or drinking them away. A fun, exhaustive, yet exhilarating experience.  So to celebrate the end of a chapter in my first Blog post series,

Simone,  Embrace it   Failure   It’s going to happen Failure is inevitable It happens no matter how you try to prevent it  Failure can tear your goals apart  Failure can rip your heart open in two Failure can leave a mighty big bruise  Failure can steal Joy Take Pride  And Yield Growth However, failure can also  Produce Joy  Give Wisdom  And Continue Growth  Joy comes in the morning  And If given another opportunity, there will be another day There will be another chance  Another option, Another choice There are good things to come.  Keep the faith.  And Remain hopeful.  Failure is inevitable Although it can seem heavy as   Failure creates a really unhealthy amount of discourse  Know it is far from being the end In many ways, Failure is a new beginning.  Failure is a part of the journey.  In order to get to where you are going You will have to stop, change d

Two parts of myself stepped forward in the most deliciously aggressive way possible when I started engaging with Guy.  Distress and Delight. The twin sisters who often pair with each other when I am faced with something different, new, and exciting. Very similar in their behavior, distress and delight often shape executive decisions I will make due to their presence in my mind.  Yes, I am aware that I tend to refer to my emotions as a separate yet connected entity of myself. It helps me stay crazy yet sane :) As a complex human being I am not just one thing. I do not hold only one hat and within that chain of differences comes the many emotions that are present when regulating the world around me. I actually find it enlightening when I can truly identify what emotion I am feeling so that I can better manage my actions. For me, my behaviors and emotions go hand in hand. So, when it came to this new and exciting thing happening in my life, Distress and Delight were fron

It had been a significant amount of time since I graduated from my Master's program and entered into the “real world” of working and adulting. Of course, I am accomplishing adulting-like tasks while in school, but the demand is much different as I was not able to work a full-time job due to the demands of my degree. However, now that I was clear of school assignments, I could work and sleep decent hours of the day.  But the struggle came in waves as job offers seemed slim and I was not hearing back from the positions I applied for. Days felt like months and the waiting game is one I hate the most with a passion of red fiery flames. I do understand I am probably the most impatient person I have ever met. I’m not ashamed of this part of myself, I just have an understanding that I have to spend more time talking myself out of the ridiculous scenarios of why I am without my mind so creatively creates.  As the job searches are happening and not happening, I am keeping in contac

As of recently, I have not been one to step out of my comfort zone too often. If and when I do, it is done pretty strategically after weighing the pros and cons. So, after about a year away from the dating scene I decided to return. Giving vulnerability another try. Looking back, I feel my attempt in the first round fell through due to the stage of life I was in. I wasn’t ready to meet anyone serious because I wasn’t taking myself seriously and in return found myself disappointed when all guys wanted to do was to suck my toes. “Not until after the first date," I would tell them. By that I mean, “Not my cup of tea sir, move along.”  But it wasn’t all bad and toe sucking. Rejoining the dating scene allowed me to have conversations with all different types of people, to be pursued, and to also entertain getting a free meal out of it. Besides, the reality of any of these guys getting to meet me in person was slim, so why not have a good time while we’re at it, right? It had