{Sharing is Caring} Life & Other Teachings

I think the internet is such a powerful tool.  The amount of people I have met through the wonderment of social media, is really quite astonishing.  In this modern day, with the opportunity to travel being what it is and our almost obsessive need to openly and publicly share our lives, on a somewhat daily basis, you can't help but slowly start to feel as though, the world isn't really that big of a space after all and that perhaps, we are surprisingly more connected to one another than we previously thought.  I mean, how many times has the 'six degrees of separation' concept been proven to you, via a little late night Facebook stalking?

Personally, I choose to accept and embrace this new age of social advance.  Yes, okay, sometimes we find ourselves 'over-sharing' and I definitely think there should be better filter systems in place on certain social platforms, because I'm sorry but, I really don't wish to see your child's mucky face after devouring a packet of chocolate buttons, however, when you find yourself feeling isolated in the 'real' world, sometimes it can be life saving to feel connected to someone via a virtual one.  Knowing that someone, somewhere, out there in the world, has felt what you're feeling, has gone through what you yourself have struggled with, who understands and is prepared to communicate with you about it, that is something kinda special, something that really, we're quite privileged to have access to as a generation.

I truly love speaking to such a vast variety of people, about a broad range of subjects.  I love reading about other people's lives and their experiences.  Having that mix of view points, is what helps to give us perspective on our own lives and perhaps our outlook and beliefs too, which I think is really important.  A lot of the time I spend online is spent reading other blogs and articles, along with silly things like pinning snaps on Pinterest and forever double tapping on Instagram.  There is just so much inspiration out there!  It's boundless and never ending and quite frankly, I love it!  Okay, sometimes I need to be dragged away from my laptop, or my phone, in order to actually get back into the 'real' world, but I don't think that the virtual one we're all admittedly obsessed with, is a bad place.

I think, if you give it its due, use it wisely and balance out its importance, with that of living in the 'real' world, you can gain a lot.  Especially, when you share what you find and in the interest of doing so, I would like to start sharing some of the great things I have found, including the writings of Alessia Di Capua, through her blog Life & Other Teachings.  I find her writing to be most poetic and often haunting, such as in this post; 'A Letter To An Old Perfectionist,' which she has kindly allowed me to share with you.

Forgive yourself for the times you stumbled upstairs without a “Goodnight” to your parents. Forgive yourself for the days you thought coffee was the only food group you needed. Forgive yourself for sticking around people that didn’t make you feel important. Forgive yourself for letting another influence the thoughts you worked so hard to conquer. Forgive yourself for leaving early to just be alone.

Forgive yourself for shunning your mind, when it sang only sweet words of your body and to hell with what others think. Forgive yourself for saying your hips were nothing but ‘gross’. One day they will anchor shopping, laundry, heavy burdens and a few sneaky treats. Forgive yourself for the nights you couldn’t sleep and thought of only the negative. Positivity arrived eventually and those nights hold no grudges. Forgive yourself for feeling angry, fear was big and biting. It’s done, let go.

Celebrate that your story is full to the brim with major departures and even bigger arrivals. This is your life now, don’t forget to laugh. Stand up straight, you have all the armour you could ever need. See with wide eyes and believe with an open mind.

This is my favourite post of Alessia's thus far and I would even go so far as to say, that I would quite like to have this framed and hung in my apartment...when I get an apartment that is.  I find that she very much writes from the heart and in an eloquent manner, which is something I really admire and appreciate.  Her photography is also stunning, as you can see in the accompanying photograph, which was taken from another post on her site.

If you would like to read more of her work, you can head over to her blog or find her on:

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{Insightful Sunday} Take Courage.

Even when you're as unattached and flighty as me, it can be surprising how easy it is to get caught up in the daily grind of things and lose focus.  I for one, had certainly seen myself fall off track over the past few months and had unfortunately ended up sucked into the chaotic vortex of routine in Berlin.  All of the passion I'd inherited during the start of my travels, had slowly petered out over time to such an extent, that I almost found myself climbing back into the same cage I'd courageously managed to escape from, when I left England fourteen months ago!

Being back in the temporary bosom of Kent, whilst not initially something I craved, has ended up being a real eye opener for me.  Being able to catch up with some of my wonderful friends and witnessing how many of them are finally starting to break out of their own shells and start following their real passions and their hearts, it's really made me smile and acted to re-inspire me.  Sometimes, when we shake off the shackles and run free into the woods, we can't help but get a little lost along the way, distracted by creatures that appear and paths that open up.  Sometimes, we need a little reminder of where we're going.  This has certainly been that.

I've always said that being yourself is the most important thing.  Living authentically.  Doing what's right for you as an individual.  Doing things for the right reasons and out of love, not fear or hate.  Putting good energy out there, for yourself and for others, is important when you consider that what goes around comes back around.  Although, I know only too well that at times this can be hard, especially when not everyone knows who they are and in some cases, not everyone is ready to even be who they are.  They can sometimes be the folks who have a tendency to project their fear and negativity onto you, in an attempt to bring you down, because they're not quite ready to get up yet.

Sometimes, in the end, it's those people that you realise you're fighting for.  If you've got the courage to let your freak flag fly and be proud of it, no matter what, it helps to show them that they can too.  They need to be encouraged to dream big, outrageously big and shown that dreams really can come true, if you believe enough.  Yes, okay, life isn't always easy, but if it was, well, damn, we'd probably all be done right now and what would be left to learn.  It can be a hard slog and sometimes it feels overwhelming, but if you can keep strong and get through the tough times, I truly believe you'll find it's worth it.

Think of all the times your heart sang out.  All the times you cried with joy.  All the times you laughed so hard your stomach hurt.  Ultimately, weren't they worth the salty tears and the sleepless nights and in fairness, how could you ever truly know how great those moments really were, if you didn't have the dark times to compare them against.  It's in those brutal, broken states, that we come to appreciate the good and recognise how getting through them, made us see just how capable we are and how much we're able to achieve, when we only have the courage to persevere.

I for one don't want to blend in.  I don't want a routine.  I don't want my life to be beige.  To be bland.  My wardrobe may be monochrome, but my heart is technicolor!  I openly and actively allow myself to dream big, because I genuinely believe in my ability to make those crazy ideas come true, regardless of how unrealistic they may seem.  There's a little individual sparkle in each and every one of us, we just need to learn to let that fleck of light shine out and not allow it to be dimmed by other people's opposing opinions, beliefs or views and most importantly, not by our own doubts and insecurities!  If ever there was a time to let your freak flag fly, now would be it!  So please, take courage, 'cause where you're going, you're gonna need it!

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{Lately on Instagram}

If feels oddly surreal to be back in England, back in Kent.  The last time I was here, it was Christmas.  The sky at the time was ominously dark, for what felt like most of the duration, there had been a bitter chill in the air, which had cut through me and made my need for a coat more of a desperation and the rain, well...I look around and whilst the conditions have improved, the sense of timing is much the same.  Staying with Charlotte, catching up with other close friends and visiting Mère and Mr Pig, it feels as though I were only here a week ago, not nine months.

My entire life, all my worldly possessions, bar what I carry around with me, in Sir Fleming's loaned carry-on, fits into three reasonably sized boxes and one suitcase, which are all stored at Mère's.  During my first weekend here in England, I popped over for the day, to delve into my things and pick out the odd bits I'd been missing and wanted to take back home with me to Germany.  It was honestly like going through a treasure chest.  There were so many things I'd forgotten about, which, I guess to some extent, says a lot about how much of what we seem to hold on to, we could probably live without.

I picked out my favourite book; The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets, by Eva Rice, which I treasure beyond compare.  I first read it when I was eighteen and have read it every winter since.  In fact, it is the only book that I have ever re-read, which I think says a lot.  Because I have such a tradition of reading it at this time of year, I have been craving its words and so, I knew it had to be the first thing I rescued from those boxes.

I also grabbed my pointe shoes, as I managed to find an English speaking ballet class in Prenzlauer Berg, which I am desperate to sign up to.  Although, when I'll start that, I don't know!  Most excitedly though, I got to soak up all of my jewellery!  I've felt awfully naked this past year.  I only took my watch and my favourite necklace out traveling with me last July and within about four months, both ended up broken!  However, now that I'm not bustin' my ass in a carob field anymore, I figured it was safe to bring some other treasures home with me, so both my YSL Arty ring and my vintage Chanel brooch are now back into daily circulation.  It's surprising what a difference a little sparkle can make to both an outfit and my mood.

I still have some time left here in England and I am attempting to get as much work done as possible, as well as fitting in seeing as many friends as I can, whilst I have the opportunity!  Then, at the crack of dawn on Thursday, I shall be flitting off on a plane over to France for a week or so, to see another one of my favourites, before finally going home to Berlin.  It will most definitely have been a busy October!  I cannot even believe that it's nearly Christmas already.  I don't know where the past year has gone, it just blitzed right by!

How has your October been thus far?  Are you getting excited for Christmas yet?

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