— Andy Stanley
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My little life’s adventures to explore anything and everything.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
run.
You may think the past has something to tell you. You may think that you should listen, should strain to make out its whispers, should bend over backward, stop down low to hear its voice breathed up from the ground, from the dead places. You may think there’s something in it for you, something to understand or make sense of.
But I know the truth: I know from the nights of coldness. I know the past will drag you backward and down, have you snatching at whispers of wind and the gibberish of trees rubbing together, trying to decipher some code, trying to piece together what was broken. Its hopeless. The past is nothing but a weight. It will build up inside of you like a stone. Take it from me, if you hear the past speaking to you, feel it tugging at your back and running its fingers up your spine, the best thing to do —the only thing— is run
But I know the truth: I know from the nights of coldness. I know the past will drag you backward and down, have you snatching at whispers of wind and the gibberish of trees rubbing together, trying to decipher some code, trying to piece together what was broken. Its hopeless. The past is nothing but a weight. It will build up inside of you like a stone. Take it from me, if you hear the past speaking to you, feel it tugging at your back and running its fingers up your spine, the best thing to do —the only thing— is run
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
In life:
The stone after the throw.
The word after it's said.
The ocasion after it's missed.
The time after it's gone.
Take everything you do into consideration.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Ok so.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
:)
I was a bridesmaid in a wedding shoot I did a couple months back.
Here are a few of the photos that showed up in those blogs.
Pocket full of Dreams.
&
Project Wedding.
So much fun, I can't wait to do something similar in December/ January with Ashlee Murr. Except I'll be the bride this time around! hehe. :)
Sunday, October 2, 2011
You know that feeling you get, when you miss something.
You yearn for it, because its been a while, and you've been
blocking it out for so long. Then one day.. it crosses your mind.
And you realize...wow I really miss that something.
You think about all the ways to attain that something you miss,
but the possibilities you think of lead you straight to the one
thing you would never do.
It's like a fire that can't be put out, a sea that will never
be tamed or a rose that can't stop from blossoming.
I promised myself I wouldn't fall. Never again would I allow it
to happen. But lately.. I find myself giving in to the one thing
I miss the most. That fire in my heart. That something.
You yearn for it, because its been a while, and you've been
blocking it out for so long. Then one day.. it crosses your mind.
And you realize...wow I really miss that something.
You think about all the ways to attain that something you miss,
but the possibilities you think of lead you straight to the one
thing you would never do.
It's like a fire that can't be put out, a sea that will never
be tamed or a rose that can't stop from blossoming.
I promised myself I wouldn't fall. Never again would I allow it
to happen. But lately.. I find myself giving in to the one thing
I miss the most. That fire in my heart. That something.
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