Hello everyone! This is just a general, random life update kind of post. I feel like I only post when I have big things to talk about or important things to share… but I want to start documenting and sharing more of my everyday life, too.
Social media and the internet have a way of highlighting the glamorous parts of our lives. If you scroll through my Instagram, it looks like all I do is travel and drink fancy coffee. Ha! I’m typing this while sitting on campus between classes, wearing no makeup, sipping a big cup of tea in hopes of getting a little caffeine boost before heading off to my afternoon lecture. Anyway, I love documenting my highlights — cool trips and beautiful places and new experiences — but I think its also meaningful to share my day to day.
It has been a hard winter, and quite honestly, a hard year. I was lucky enough to find a job over winter break, so I haven’t really taken a break since I began law school in August. I am so excited though, because I’m getting ready to head to NYC over spring break! I love Atlanta, but has been way too long since I’ve gone anywhere new and believe it or not, this will be my first time in New York! I’ve flown through, but this will be my first time visiting for real. The travel bug is back. I’m feeling restless and excited to explore somewhere new and spend some quality time with a good friend!
One thing I’ve been trying to focus on is rest and self care. It’s really easy to get caught up in the hype trying to juggle and balance everything. I think rest is really underrated in our society. I am learning that self care doesn’t have to be a dramatic thing. Something as simple as making time to watch my favorite show is a good place to start. Speaking of - I just caught up on New Girl and I cannot wait for the next season / don’t know what I’m going to do when the show ends.
Recently I’ve been learning about shopping sustainably and ethically and recently I’ve really been loving thrifting. It’s so fun finding something cute that is a good deal, good for the environment and people, and something that not everyone has! I’m thinking of sharing some fashion posts on here… thoughts? Also, if you have any fave sustainable brands or designers, I would love to hear them!
Hi, friends! I'm starting a new tradition this year - a Christmas wishlist for Samaritan Creations! I'm so excited to see what we can do together. Here's my Go Fund Me page and a lil video with more about this fundraiser:
Go Fund Me: www.gofundme.com/sc-christmas-wishlist
You guys are the best. Let's do this! ps - if you're interested in donating but have questions first, please get in touch! I love Samaritan Creations and am always happy to talk about their work :)
There are three trillion trees and seven billion people on earth.
That's 428 trees for each person.
Exchanging oxygen and CO2.
Inhaling and exhaling.
Breathing together in rhythm.
Trees pulling water through their roots.
People pumping blood through their veins.
Trees shedding their layers.
People layering up.
A kind of mirrored symmetry. An elegant pairing.
So beautiful, right?
We're all preparing for something.
Things die in the fall but something also awakens in us.
Venice, Verona, Cremona, Florence, Sardinia, Rome, Milan & Amalifi.
My first stop was Venice. I stumbled wearily out of the cab and began to wander. Making my way through bustling, winding streets over little canals, I felt my heart beat with new energy. I was entranced.
I've been thinking about how it's only natural to become so accustomed to our surroundings that they stop wooing us. It's something we slip into without trying. So easily, the mesmerizing becomes mundane.
One of the most refreshing effects of travel is the way it recalibrates our vision, expanding our sight to see ourselves and our environments with more clarity and depth.
I want to recalibrate often. I want to see through the eyes of a child, a student, an artist. There's beauty all around us and I don't want to miss any of it.
Gnocchi Recipe :)
Thank you to my host family for sharing!
Place cooked, peeled potatoes in spiralizer.
Combine potato spirals, one or two eggs, and flour as needed in a bowl. Make dough with hands.
Transfer dough to a floured surface and roll.
Slice with a sharp knife and press with a fork or small grater to shape each gnocchi.
Drop into boiling water for two minutes or so. Careful not to overlook.
Top with melted butter, cinnamon and salt. Enjoy quickly!
Last week I was on an evening flight leaving Bangkok. As our plane rose over the night city, I noticed roads connecting houses. Highways connecting neighborhoods. Planes connecting cities. Phones connecting everyone. I thought about how being connected isn't really the same as being known. And how the purest, most refreshing type of connection happens when we're honest enough to share our loud and messy hearts.
One of the things I love most about traveling — and about writing — is how it elevates my ability to connect with myself and other people. And after spending time in cultures more communal than mine, I can't help but wonder if some of my individualistic thinking patterns are manufactured. Maybe we're already more connected than we think we are.
There's a paradox in learning to be truly connected in a connected world. To let down our guards and allow ourselves to be really, honestly known. It requires an uncomfortable dose of humility and courage. Because it's risky. There's something in me that wants to wait until I have it all figured out before being open. It requires a lot more courage to say, "Hello, here I am. Unfiltered. Far from perfect. Still figuring out how I think and what I believe and who I am." It's terrifying — and it's freeing.
Most paths that have led to freedom and fullness in my life have required a bit of risk. And at the end of the day, I'd rather choose uncomfortable courage than safety from a distance. I'd choose connection in honest humility over being alone with my pride.
Earlier this summer, I wrote in my journal,
"There is a freedom in learning to be humble.
Pride marks our worth relative to other people's, but humility has nothing to prove. It doesn't compare or seek approval. Humility has a gentle way of showing us our scars while reassuring us our worth is infinite. It isn't rooted in how well we hide our brokenness. Pride whispers insecurity, telling us to hide... but humility gently nudges us, 'Let your guard down. It's ok. Be seen.'
Where the exhausting quest for approval ends, freedom begins."
Where the quest for approval ends, we have space to be our honest selves. And connection without honesty is shallow. Shallowness shortchanges us. We can’t fully receive love if we’re not allowing ourselves to be seen.
So — here's to the courage it takes to share the unglamorous parts of our stories. The freedom in letting ourselves be seen. The shaking in our voices as we reveal our scars. The sighs of relief when we find someone who can relate. The honesty in late night conversations. The "me too"s. That's the good stuff.
Thanks for stopping by. A little about me — I have a latte each morning and drink about 7 cups of tea a day (not exaggerating.) I live in Atlanta where I'm going to law school. I like long distance running and I love my city and I love exploring our beautiful earth. I believe in following our passions & being free.
I started this blog to document and share my favorite moments while traveling. This is a place where I process my ideas, share the aches and joys of my heart, speak truth, and shine light on the beauty I see in the world.
I've realized that what I probably love most about traveling is the same thing I love about writing — the way it connects me to myself and other people. I hope as you read my words, you feel connected to our shared humanity.
Thank you for reading. :)
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