When I moved to Boston two years ago I didn’t know anyone, but I found comfort in my writing. I started this blog to share my journey, process my feelings, and learn the power of vulnerability.
Two years later, I’ve grown so much, connected with amazing people, and learned to be much braver. Thank you for following along, sending emails, and for all of your love and support.
Here’s to year three!
Each moon cycle I set an intention. On occasion I hope for something tangible, such as securing a new job or accomplishment, and other times I aim to let something go.
As the moon phases pass, I try to release what no longer serves, focus on improving myself, and live by the intentions I set.
This past New Moon, my intention was strength.
Strength means a lot of things to me. It can mean being assertive and confident, resilient through life’s challenges, or living with grace and grit. Strength has helped me pick up and move across the country, walk into interviews with ease, and hold my head high when life tried to pull me down.
I used to try and be a chameleon in life, seeking to fit in so I wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. Not anymore. I have learned how standing in my truth has helped me get into alignment with the right people, opportunities, but most importantly, my own self.
It’s okay to stand out in the crowd… and it’s a beautiful thing to be different. Instead of lowering my head or watering myself down, my intention is to be strong and secure- no matter what life brings my way.
Read about Friday’s Full Moon here.
As a writer and artist, I’m personally offended by the term “boredom.”
“You’re not bored,” I always think when someone tells me this. “You just aren’t willing to use your imagination.”
As Berry Draper once said to her restless children, “only boring people are bored.” Although this is a little harsh, I agree with Mad Men’s leading lady.
Being “bored” is being blind to all the opportunities around us.
On Saturday, I spent the day walking around Boston. A few people asked if I was going to go visit my friend in Arlington as I did a couple weeks before. “No,” I replied. “I’m going to the Back Bay to have a ‘Kristin day.'”
“Doing what?” they wondered, perplexed.
I just looked at them. “Taking pictures, writing, window shopping. Meditation, relaxing.”
It’s shocking how people think there needs to be a grand reason. It’s also surprising to me how few people enjoy being alone. There’s always something to do, see, think about, or create. Whether it’s admiring the window displays on Newbury Street or taking a walk down Commonwealth Avenue, experiencing the world outside and the beauty all around is much more rewarding than sitting in front of a television.
I’d prefer to write my own story instead of watching someone else’s fictional version on TV.
If you ever find yourself into the “boredom trap,” just think- what haven’t I seen? Where haven’t I been? What haven’t I read? What can I write?
When you create your own days instead of waiting for life to happen, you’ll be amazed at what you find.
