Sorry for not posting anything on Friday…I was training all day and I’ve been crazy busy with getting stuff ready for a new semester! I just started classes for my second year today. 🙂 A lot of old faces mingled in with the new; some professors I have had, most I have not had. Many friends (or perhaps more correlated with the term known as “classmates”) with similar majors of mine have a class with me this semester. It’s nice to lean back on old people.
I’ve noticed my days are getting brighter. My medication is helping. One thing I’ve found very helpful is having outlets to focus my energy on. These outlets include snuggling Primrose (and the newest addition, the little kitten named Houdini <3), coming up with musical melodies and lines of poetry, and quite recently, yoga. I’m actually starting out three of my five mornings with yoga, so it’s going to be a great motivator to get myself out of bed. Another help is just talking. I’ve had my days of near silence and disconnection to the world, yes, but sometimes it happens because of negative influences in my life that I’m trying to hide from, and that I like to think introspectively. My boyfriend and one or two of my other real friends have helped me tremendously with getting through the summer. So if you’re reading this, then thank you so much. I feel appreciated and loved because of you guys. ❤
So for those that are either starting a new year, starting a new job or just returning to an old routine, remember that we are at a turn of a season if nothing else! There doesn’t always have to be a reason of change to change for yourself. It’s through self-motivation and emotional support that positive change is possible.
Take care everyone! Chao 🙂
Happy Friday everyone!
Nothing really gets me kicked-started in the morning like a nice cup of coffee. Personally, I’m a mocha frappuccino or chai tea latte kind of girl, but coffee seems to be a given for any liberal arts major or writer. Anyways, before I walked to my university’s Starbucks (one of my favorite and beloved places on campus) I saw a white feather outside of the library in my path.
I think it could be a dove feather, due to the size and shape. There were no markings other than it being white and the crest of the feather being slightly rounded rather than pointed (making it a wing feather). Put simply from research on its meaning, a dove feather is a symbol of motherhood.
It’s sort of ironic that these feathers are showing up more and more as time goes on, but I take it with grace and realize that it’s just an angel or spirit acknowledging me and my thoughts. The thought in question that I had when the feather was at my feet was me pondering on childhood trains of thoughts. I thought to myself as a kid: “I want to take the toxic fumes and turn them into air fresheners”. It seems silly, but then I really starting thinking, “is there a few chemicals that will change the toxicity into something safe and beneficial for the environment?” I think the angel that dropped the feather was acknowledging my creative thinking.
Coffee=kick-starter of day+drink for musing. A beautiful equation.
This has been one busy week for me. I have worked every single day this past week with an average of 5 hours a day of work. *Whew* That’s gonna be a nice paycheck! Anyways, I had 2 more feather sightings! One of them is in my hair but I chose it to be so! On Wednesday of this week (August 6th) I saw a mockingbird feather on the ground as I was waiting for my grandfather to drop off the spare car keys to me. Yes, I locked myself out of my car by accident at a friend’s house. Therefore, that feather was a laugh from the forces up above, giving a “mocking” feather at me. I thought it was cute and it made me smile and not worry so much about the mistake I made. I’m sure most has locked themselves out of their house or their car at some point in their lives. Thankfully, I had family no more than 15 minutes away and spare keys at my house.
As for the other feather,,,it’s in my hair! One thing I’ve always liked doing is having a feather in my hair. I don’t like the idea of dyeing my hair and I definitely do not want a tattoo right now due to finances, so a feather is something cheap that stays in my hair for 6 months or so. I just got told that it’s a female peacock feather. I chose it because it was the prettiest and most natural feather my stylist offered, besides some wacky neon ones and natural feathers that matched my hair colors too well
I will post links about peacock feather meanings, as well as a poem I have written about feathers, nature and how it inspires poetry.What Does a Peacock Feather Symbolize
The link states that a peacock feather represents four components of humanity: compassion, immortality, openness, and watchfulness. Interestingly enough, In Buddhism, they state that peacocks thrive in the face of suffering, due to eating poisonous plants.
Here’s my link for my poem: A Feather and a Poem
I must get back to work…lots to do today! Take care everyone and please let the world and nature inspire you and keep uplifting you into your independent thoughts and compassionate views in towards your soul! Chao 🙂
It’s August. How is it August already?!?!?!
That means I only have about three weeks until school starts up again, and I still need to buy my books. *Sigh* Summer flies by so quickly. Somehow, this summer has not been too hot for my hometown area. Sure, it was humid sometimes, but the days have started off cool and nice. During this time last year, it was in the 80’s by 8 a.m. Now it’s about 60 when I leave the house in the morning.
For my cat update, Prim’s been losing fur around her neck. You just pluck gently and a clump will fall out. I’ve been stressing for my cat’s fur, but I think she’s been stressed due to the house schedule being flipped around, as well as my dad has not been home as often. Hopefully it’s nothing serious.
I had a feather in my pathway yesterday! It was a small grey feather. I was walking in and out of the house, aggrandizing my anger and doing a chore, when I noticed it by my feet. I immediately felt fine, even calm.
I quickly went to look up the bird that could match it. I think it was a swallow, although I’m not certain. But, grey signifies for peace and neutrality. So I found that ironic.
With the college life, one thing that can be terrifying is becoming independent, whether from family and living on your own to just making your own choices. I know mine has been a bit terrifying in that aspect. As of today, I’ve decided to make myself as independent as possible by the end of next school year. Sure, it may break ties with people I’ve known all of my life, but I need to become independent, for me. There’s no way of moving forward without letting go of old habits, and making new, healthier ones.
Until next week, chao 🙂