Tagged: words

Library Lusting.

I’ll admit it; many of the spaces featured here each week are not quite (ok, not at all) immediately attainable for the normal folks like myself.  But…that’s where the daydream aspect comes into play.  However, it’s fun to feature more true to life spaces when I come across them.  This week’s space is just that.  Attainable, asthetic, fun, colorful, unique, creative, bold, and bright.  I threw all of those words at it because it is a great example of how a love of books can visually transform a room and provide deep character.  This is definitely a book lover’s room.  Let the daydreams commence.  

Musings at Random – Happiness is a Choice.

Happiness is a choice, and now, more than ever, we should all lean on its shoulders. The world will sometimes break us down, but it’s up to us to rebuild stronger. Brick by brick. Moment by moment, because we can.

What we choose to see, what we choose to believe, and what we choose to project becomes our ethos. We ultimately become what we choose to manifest. Hate life? Watch out – it might hate you back. Hate your job? With that mentality, you’ll never escape the negativity.

And so on it goes, into our relationships, our well being, and our overall mindset. What we choose to think – to believe – directly affects our quality of life. It directly impacts how we live, how we react, who we choose to spend our time with, what we choose to accept and tolerate, and how far we’re willing to go in order to make a change for the better.

You see, happiness is a choice. It’s not a guarantee or a foregone conclusion. And as such, it’s essentially never set in stone; money won’t buy it, good genes won’t cultivate it, and a great job won’t secure it. We do.

And it only happens when we decide to pursue it, embrace it, accept it, live it, project it, and lastly, manifest it.

Poems – Content.

We’re inundated with content these days; social media, emails, games, Netflix, Hulu, Disney+, podcasts, and dozens upon dozens of streaming or subscription services. It’s a content overload. Everywhere we look, something or someone is trying to buy our attention. But does it truly fulfill us? Do they satisfy a hunger or a need? Is it quantity? Quality? Could it be that so much of our day is spent consuming content – to perhaps fill a life devoid of real, meaningful, purposeful content? Just a thought.

Library Lusting.

Great libraries generally ignite an interest in reading. As a side effect, they should also compel one to relax and unwind. A great theme of home libraries is just that; a marriage of those two concepts, visually appealing, and structurally useful. This week’s selection has a sublime mix of simplicity and sophistication with its industrial elements and expansive windows. Its crafty little details just scream comfort, and the ladder? C’mon. That’s just awesome. This is most certainly a book lover’s room. Let the daydreams commence.

Poems – The Journey.

We carry a lot of stuff with us on our journey. Memories of the past, regrets, or just the every day material things that we all give importance to. We all have our physical baggage. However, none of those things should take precedence over the light that shines inside of us. Don’t let that dim. That light shines on our hopes, our dreams, and our drive to push forward every day. Keep that inner fire burning brighter than anything else.

Poems – The Spirit.

Sometimes we lose our drive, our mojo, and our motivation. We can lose our purpose and our reason to do the things that we love to do; those things that make us who we are. And when that happens, progress inevitably stalls.

But the spirit inside us remains. The spirit of survival. The drive to overcome, to thrive, and to be who it is we want to be. To do what it is we were created to do. You may lose your voice for a while, but deep down, the passion is there, just waiting. Let’s dig deep and reclaim that voice. Its message matters.

Poems – Healing.

Real stuff. I spent years bashing my past, and not surprisingly, that self bashing affected the present. How we perceive our past selves completely affects how we see the one that looks back at us in the mirror every day. Acceptance. Forgiveness. Two very critical words that I’ve become familiar with on my journey…they both lead to love. Love who you were…heal who you are. Become who you were meant to be.