Today..

Today, my head's in the clouds..

Signs

As I was sitting on the porch this morning (working, drinking my coffee and enjoying this beautiful fall weather) I watched as four cars ran the stop sign across the street and watched even more cars stop where there wasn't a stop sign.  After living here for a little over a month I'm really surprised that I haven't seen an accident at this intersection.. It made me think about how well I pay attention to signs in my life, literal signs and life signs.  I've stopped many times when I should have kept going and have sped through my life when I should have paid attention to the signs and I probably could have avoided a few near accidents and head on collisions.

Ten months ago today I quit brushing my hair and allowed it to do whatever it was going to do.  Someone had made me question what true beauty was and where it comes from...  what makes us truly beautiful and not merely pleasing to look at.  As I washed, conditioned, blow dried, and flat ironed my hair I thought..what if instead of spending this time and energy every day that I spend trying to make myself look beautiful I work on actually being a beautiful person, through my actions and interactions with others.  The past ten months have been very humbling for me.  I have always tried to not be a judgmental person, and at times I find myself thinking something less than pleasant about someone..I'm human and I'm working on my insecurities, which is where I believe our need to judge others comes from.  The more we love ourselves, the more we love others.  For the most part my friends and family have been very supportive and love my hair just as much as I do but I meet a lot of judgement when I go out into the world,  I've had people say things like "Oh no, your beautiful hair!" or "Your hair was so beautiful!", It made me wonder if my beauty was contingent upon the condition of my hair.  For some people beauty is only what they can see with their eyes, for me I want it to be about what I contribute to the world.

Beyoutiful
-xo

Milk crate turned bicycle seat!

I have needed a bicycle seat for William for a while but just can't seem to get to a store to buy one. I had a dream about turning the milk crate sitting in the corner of my office into a seat and made that dream come true! Without having to buy anything, just a quick look in the scrap box and William has a seat so we can ride to the post office and back or just cruise down the street for some fresh air :)

Just keep spinning! xo

A rare night at home ALONE!  The music is turned up and the hoops are out :)!  I love dancing til my legs feel like j-e-l-l-o!