I’m a dreamer and I’ll never stop trying to make this world a better place. Dreamers have an idea, a belief that enables them to do what it takes to change the life of another or the world itself.
Dreamers believe that they can make a difference. Dreamers have an idea that they believe can take shape in this world. Dreamers have a gift, a strength that will enable them to do whatever it takes to put it into place.
Dreamers are realists with faith that everything is possible.
I’m a dreamer and I believe that everything is possible, even when it seems like it isn’t.
Sometimes all it takes is one person to help you find the inspiration and motivation that you’re looking for. And I had just that experience during my crazy week!
Every so often a follower reaches out to me to chat. I met this amazing young woman a few years ago by phone. She’s a young, sweet, and inspiring person and I was extremely grateful that she reached out to me last week. Here I am, the positive writer, the “love and light girl” getting some much needed help out of my own funk from this girl.
We spoke for quite some time and I listened to her adventures, hearing the excitement and love of her life in her voice. She was excited! She was driven and focused! She was and is brave! She took a leap of faith and changed her direction, moving all the way to the desert in Mexico. I could feel her happiness and her excitement.
I told her that I was feeling out of balance living here and about leaving my job. She reminded me that perhaps this was a push for me to finish my new book, that perhaps that will turn out to be my big adventure when it’s published.
And she was so right.
When we hung up the phone I felt so much better, more motivated and definitely inspired by her adventure. Thank you, Ania, for supporting me all these years and for helping me remember what I’m here for.
Sometimes it takes one person to inspire and motivate you.
Sometimes it takes one person to help you see the light.
I’m no stranger to feeling “uncomfortable,” especially in the last nine months. I was uncomfortable leaving my job at the Jersey Shore and moving to Delaware for the summer. After that I was uncomfortable when I left Delaware to move to Florida by myself. And now I find myself uncomfortable again. I left the job that I had here for the last two months. It was a difficult decision but one that was right for me. The job took a toll on my body and even more on me mentally. Within two months I was spent. My body was tired and my mind was exhausted. I miss the girls I worked with and the customers that brightened my day each morning, but being treated unfairly just wasn’t working for me anymore.
I cannot put myself in a position to feel taken advantage of and to be treated disrespectfully. No one should. And I had had enough.
It was a rough few days last week coming off of that job but I managed to put myself in 100% self care mode, allowing myself the time I needed to get over the negative feelings from the job. It took a bit of time but I kept telling myself: “Go easy on yourself. You did the right thing for YOU!”
I believe that when YOU close a door that needs to be closed, the Universe will open many more.
I have a few people in my life that feel like I made the wrong decision and have continually brought it up to me all week. Sometimes people who are unhappy in their own lives take it out on those that have a life or mindset that they want, but don’t have. I understand that people project their unhappiness onto others and it’s hard for someone like me to keep remembering that, but I am, with the help of a few good people that support me with lots of love. They are the ones I need to keep close.
None of us should feel bad about making a decision that is in our best interest and we have to stay strong to those that try to make us feel that way.
No matter what you or I are going through, we have to believe in ourselves and our ability to do what’s best for us. Forget the opinions of anyone else.
We’re all looking for love and I believe in love. I am a hopeless romantic and believe that love can be all that we dream of, all that we hope for, all that we wish for. When it’s with the right person, it’s amazing.
What is love to me? Love is wanting someone so much that it hurts when you’re not together. Love is sharing your most intimate wishes and dreams. Love is being able to be vulnerable to express your feelings without judgment. Love is disagreements without hurtful arguing. Love is 100% honesty, no matter what. Love is respect. Love is knowing who the other person is and never hurting them for being who they are. Love is joy, love is happiness, love is everything.
Love isn’t complicated, it’s people who make it that way.
Love doesn’t always have to be easy, but it should never be hard.
Love shouldn’t take work, but it should take effort.
No matter how many failed relationships I’ve had or how many people have hurt me, I will always believe in love.
I have to believe in it because without that belief, there’s no hope in thinking that it’s possible.
Everything is based on love.
Love is the basis of all things.
Love can change a life, change a person and could most definitely change the world.
I’m feeling unusually happy today. It could be that it’s because I have two days off from work, or that I’m letting go of things that no longer serve me. It could be that I’ve accepted that some things will never change and that the only thing I can change is “me!” And I’m working on that.
I’ve been in Florida for four months now and am finally getting used to it. I’m in a beautiful house which is somewhat of a blank canvas at the moment. I have the basics of furniture but haven’t put up anything on the walls or decorated very much. Some may ask why I haven’t done that yet, and I’ll tell you why: I wanted to give myself time to get to know the house and to see who I would become here. I guess you could also add an almost Category 5 hurricane when I got here!
It’s time, though. The house and I have gotten to know each other very well and I’m excited to see how it all looks when I get down to turning it into a home! It’s time for me to understand that this is “home” now. It was a difficult transition from the Jersey Shore to here but this is my reality and I’m finally accepting that.
“Home is where the heart is” but the hard part is that it’s just MY heart here. My heart is scattered around the country with the ones I love the most and it’s been tough getting used to not having those “hearts” with me. I know that life is filled with changes and moving here on my own was my hardest change of all, but I believe with all my heart that this is where I’m meant to be.
So, on this chilly night in Florida, my house and I are spending a quiet night at home together with my thoughts spread out throughout the country to those that I love and miss.
Home may be where the heart is but while my heart is here alone with me, it’s learned to travel the distance to be with the ones I love the most. They are forever in my heart and always in my thoughts. I’m beginning to believe that “home is where your heart travels to, not where it’s living.”
We all want to feel important to the people who are important to us. We want to know that we’re a priority, not a convenience. We want to know that the relationship means as much to them as it does to us.
It doesn’t always work that way.
We are all different and what’s important to the people we care about may not be important to us. It’s crucial that in any relationship you have to communicate. You have to be vulnerable with your feelings and not be judged for them. You have to listen and understand that the other person may feel differently than you.
And that’s what makes life interesting. We’re different and if we weren’t, life would be boring. We have to accept the people in our life for WHO they are, not what you want them to be.
You learn from the differences of others. You may learn a different perspective, or different way of thinking, and you may even learn more about yourself.
I know that disagreements happen but I also know that through communication comes a deeper understanding about the nature of the disagreement. You have to be vulnerable to communicate with others, especially those that you are closest to, and that honest vulnerability should never be judged.
I think it’s a gift when someone in my life is vulnerable to me. It means they trust their feelings with me and know that they won’t be judged or told that they’re wrong.
And when disagreements come up in your relationship, friendships or family, remember this: “Say what you mean, mean what you say, but don’t be mean when you say it.”
Kindness, compassion and understanding go a long way.
There’s a million things that I should have been doing today but didn’t. I still have unpacking to do, paperwork to get through and a book to finish editing, yet it was one of those cool, baby blue sky days in Florida. Most days here are beautiful but today was a bit different. We’ve gotten a “cold snap” as they say here, but what it really is is a morning that starts out at 53 degrees with an afternoon high of 78. Yes, that’s a Florida cold snap! Heat on in the morning and the A/C back on by dinner.
And I love it.
So I decided to embrace this spectacular day of beautiful weather. I sat on my lanai enjoying the cool breeze and the warm sunshine, chatting with the neighbors who walk by now and then. My brain kept telling me to get things done but my soul was telling me that I was doing exactly what I needed to get done: nothing. And as I truly believe, it’s those moments when we think we’re doing “nothing” that we’re actually doing “everything.”
We’re stopping to smell the roses. We’re embracing the wonder of a beautiful day. We’re basking in the breeze and warm sunshine. We’re allowing our mind to slow down. We’re taking care of our mind, body and soul.
“Dolce Far Niente: The Sweetness of Doing Nothing.”
It’s been almost four weeks since I moved to Florida and what an adventure it’s been! On day 11 Hurricane Ian hit and as I picked up my parents to evacuate to my brother’s house on the East Coast I couldn’t help but think: “Why am I here?”
I had just moved down here and very little was unpacked. I spent 3 nights at my brother’s house and worried every single moment I was there. Was the house I just moved into going to be in one piece? How long would the power be out? What would this beautiful town look like?
I picked up my parents on Tuesday and I can’t even begin to describe the conditions I drove through for five hours to get us all to safety. I’ve lived through many Jersey Shore storms but this one was different. The tornado warning alert was going off on my phone, walls of water came up over the car and I swear that at one point I felt as though the front of my car had lifted off the road. It was one of the scariest ordeals I had ever been through but happy to say, we got to the East Coast of Florida in one piece.
My brother and sister in law made us feel welcome and it was good to spend time with them. We constantly watched the news and social media for any updates on the area. It looked like complete devastation for many while others suffered minimal damage.
We packed my car on Friday and drove back to see what, if anything, was left of our homes. My parents house suffered only minimal damage and next it was time to drive to the house that I called home for just 11 days.
I pulled onto my street and saw my house: a broken screen, some cosmetic bricks fallen to the ground, and a missing gutter. That was it. I remember walking into the house and literally falling to my knees in gratitude coupled with tears of sheer joy. My house was fine and I knew at that moment that I would be too.
There are still moments I wonder why I’m here, but they are becoming far and few between. I know I’m here for a reason and with each day that passes, I find another reason why.