tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27371080659980639492024-02-19T13:27:49.194-08:00Blushing ShadowsRachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-50961173095270335912018-09-06T11:56:00.000-07:002018-09-06T11:57:59.392-07:00The Self-Care Secret Every 20-Something Needs To Know <div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;">
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">It seems that penning a 'self confidence' or 'self love' article
has become a right of passage for any millennial writer, blogger, and/or selfie
taker. Or perhaps, this sense of self acceptance is merely what everyone goes
through in their early 20's. Those years of limbo - fresh faced and bleary eyed
as we emerge from the last remnants of childhood comfort still afforded to us
during the college years. Suddenly forced to figure out what we are doing,
where we are going, who we are going with, how we want to get there - all
whilst also juggling the insanity of 'everyday' things such as paying rent and
making sure to not eat pasta 5 days in a row.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">It honestly only seems natural that in a time of such disruption,
uncertainty, and newness we would retreat within, to reflect upon the only
constant in our lives - ourselves.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">But, in a world now saturated by Instagram and the ability to make
our lives and journeys seem more perfect than the truth, I was too easily
convinced that everyone else was happily prancing down a road of self-discovery
whilst I struggled to even crawl. Thus, my first attempts at all things self-care, self-love were tinged with doubt, insecurity, and a ridiculous desire to make impossible
changes to both my inner and outer self. This, however, is something that I now
know is not singular to me. So many of my peers were in very similarly negative
spaces - they are simply better at slapping a smile on their faces.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Suddenly I was filled to the brim with notions about parts of my
core personality that I needed to cut and change to become a better person.
Worry less (ironic, I know), be more charitable, use kinder words, be slower to
anger, be quieter with my opinions, think of others more (again, ironic). I
became so obsessed with becoming a nicer person, that I was constantly in a state of stress. I didn't realise that by constantly berating myself for
not being better, I was further causing the opposite to be true. I was, myself,
creating a negative energy from nothing, one that swam around me for far too
long.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Scrolling through whatever social media app my finger had
aimlessly clicked on was the root of my problem. An issue that is very close to
becoming a cliché for my generation, yet clichés are clichés for a reason. I
couldn't help but compare my achievements, looks, ambitions, traits to this
girl or that woman. I was comparing their pristinely chosen and curated best to
my everyday, less than fabulous, normal. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Even still, I blindly followed every 'rule' laid out in multiple self-care articles. I had my face mask on, was
sitting in a ridiculously coloured bubble bath, cup of tea *glass of wine* in
hand, surrounded by every scented candle I owned. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">So why wasn't I feeling like a goddess? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Where was the magical self-assurance and bliss that I had been
promised by the latest beauty/lifestyle guru on Instagram? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">It wasn't until I took a step back, and saw beyond the screen of
my phone that I was finally able to take the necessary steps that are so often
concealed by aesthetic nonsense on social media. I spent time alone, went
for walks with good friends, and truly listened to words of affirmation from loved
ones. I was present and was able to force myself to be mindful of who I am and
where I come from.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">My nose was ugly and too big<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Until I realised it had been passed down to me from my granny's
face<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">My hair was an unruly mess of curls<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Until I saw my wild locks mirrored those on the head of every
woman in my mother's family<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">My body was unwomanly, lacking in any of the right curves<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Until I saw it in an old picture of my grandmother, a feminine
idol throughout my childhood.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">My pale skin and dark hair are not mismatched<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">They are gifts from my ancestors, links to the intricate heritage
stitched into my DNA.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">We are carefully created constellations of those that came before
us.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">No part of us is an accident or mistake.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">So, get that manicure and buy the over-priced bath bomb if
you want to. Go ahead and post all about it on Instagram or Snapchat if
you wish. Just remember why you are doing it, spend time with yourself and get
to know who you are without any of the comparisons shouting at you through the
screen of your phone. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Self-care is whatever leads you to self-love, there is not step by step process, no matter what the hash-tags or YouTube tutorials tell you. Trust me. </span></div>
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MAY</div>
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The beginning of May brought with it a welcome stillness<br />
Tasks that a month before had been daunting<br />
Now contained a comforting sense of repetition.<br />
Not mundane but a new normal had been established.<br />
As ever, the peace didn't last long,<br />
The last weeks of May spun by in a whirlwind of graduations, birthday parties, apartment hunting, and see you soon's.<br />
A bustling home that was temporarily filled with five, quickly became two,<br />
A transition I admittedly had dreaded, but adapted to with surprising ease.<br />
Chaos left my life again, just as quickly as it had entered<br />
And May ended as it began, rhythmically quiet.<br />
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JUNE</div>
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The steadiness of May was needed to prepare me for the overwhelming bustle that arrived with June,<br />
A month that would prove to be full of movement, both physical and emotional.<br />
A new home, new travels, new adjustments to make<br />
The changes in my life playing out in a painfully parallel way to those I read about daily in the news.<br />
Those on the cusp of a life like mine, those with dreams similar to mine, those with fears far more prevalent than mine.<br />
Every joy or challenge that I was given in June, was tethered to the thought of their horrendous circumstance.<br />
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How could I sit on a subway cart,<br />
My mouth closed shut like the hearts of so many around me,<br />
Knowing that should I speak up, the words and their meaning would be muffled by my brogue.<br />
A clear pronunciation of my place amongst the 'others', giving away my ability to hide.<br />
Yet, how could I be afraid to use my voice, when those with far more to fear are going unheard.<br />
Why should I, at 23, be allowed to reunite with my family,<br />
To be comforted by their familiarity and love - while children are ripped from their mothers arms.<br />
Why should I, an immigrant, bright eyed and hopeful, be allowed to fulfil the dreams I chase - while others run from terror only to be met by something equally as harrowing.<br />
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A friend once told me, as I fought with a similar helplessness against the awfulness of this world,<br />
To look for those helping.<br />
That in every scene of hardship or disaster, there will always be someone willing to offer compassion or aid.<br />
He was right, and it remains a constant source of solace when humanity seems ugly.<br />
And so, as my own voice grows braver,<br />
I will continue to focus on those who act with benevolence.<br />
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Awareness can often lead to consumption<br />
However, remaining within our own lives,<br />
Appreciating the wonders of what this world can offer just as much as the atrocities it can inflict<br />
Is necessary for anyone who hopes to see goodness.<br />
I will always battle the heavy clouds of negativity that can so easily loom when reading the news,<br />
But June taught me the importance of seeing past those clouds, even momentarily.<br />
To enjoy my sister's laugh, admire the view of a new countryside from a train's window,<br />
To continue wandering and wondering.<br />
To regain energy through positivity,<br />
So that I can help those who need it, when they need it.<br />
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Moving - I've done a lot of it lately.<br />
I always joke that I'm not built to stay in one place too long, and recently I have taken that approach to life to a whole new level.<br />
I left my family home in Ireland to live with some of my closest friends in the Bronx, and now live on the Upper West Side with people I had barely met before. All within the space of two months.<br />
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Each place has a different sense to it. I'm still me, but have felt drastically different in each space; which I don't believe is a bad thing at all. Each move and new home has brought with it challenges, surprises, highs and lows, which have ultimately forced me to tap into my own strength and self awareness. I am finding the depth of my comfort levels, something I feel I have never done before.<br />
For most of my life I have tried to push past the zone of comfort, to do the things that scare me because they are often times the best steps I have taken in life. Don't get me wrong, I am still pushing those boundaries every day, but I have realized the importance of having a sense of security and sanctuary in the place I call home. Here are just a few of the most valuable lessons that have helped me find and create my own safe havens:<br />
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<b>Make it mine </b>- I don't know whether this is something that was drilled in to me as a child by my mother, or whether I just have a fear of creased clothes, but UNPACK your suitcases or boxes as soon as humanly possible. Having clothes hung up in a closet and the usual occupants of your bedside table readily available is honestly priceless. If you can, go one step further and replicate a certain atmosphere in your new place. For me this means bright, airy, soft furnishings and warm (preferably fairy) lights, a stack of books somewhere, and photographs of my loved ones. For you it could be a poster of your favourite band, or that quilt your grandmother made you. Whatever makes you feel like you've put your signature print on a place, and so long as it doesn't threaten your deposit, do it.<br />
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<b>Invite friends over </b>- For me, my home has always been a meeting place. Somewhere that my friends could gather, a place where we could either sit with endless cups of tea chatting or call a safe harbour after a night filled with too much wine. While your roommate situation may affect the latter scenario, having my favourite people occupy my space is just as important as decorating to me. Perhaps this is a massive sign that I am in fact the Monica of my group, but being able to host guests, for me at least, proves that I feel a sense of comfort in my home.<br />
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<b>Plant roots and grow </b>- This point could take on all sorts of deeper meanings, especially if you're better at meditating or sitting still for more than five minutes than I am. But for me, this step is often far more simple. What better proof of your comfort and stability in a place than being able to grow and improve. In my case, this means cooking. Finding a new recipe and perfecting it, rather than repeatedly turning to old, reliable dishes meal after meal. Not only will this serve me now, to broaden my cooking horizons. But also when I have left this space; each time I make that meal I will be reminded of this time in my life. The textures and aromas of the ingredients will transport me back to this kitchen, to this apartment, to this city. With each home I add to my growing diary of tastes and smells, a private collection of memories.<br />
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The week before I left Ireland, I took to the streets of Dublin with my friends<br />
To walk side by side with women, men, and children who were no longer asking for a change in our society<br />
But demanding it.<br />
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I left our little island in April, swapping rolling fields for the towering skyscrapers of New York<br />
Filled with a genuine sense of hope for Ireland's future<br />
The ferocious roar of solidarity that I have witnessed countless times in the lead up to this referendum gave me the will to believe that the people I left would make the right choice<br />
Still, there was an undeniable feeling of dread deep in my core, as I no longer had a say in this choice.<br />
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Like so many of my generation I am far away from home and with no option to vote from abroad,<br />
I am left to feel as though I have no say in the future of a country I still feel intricately connected to.<br />
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I was lucky<br />
Leaving Ireland was my choice, a choice that was not rushed or out of my control<br />
A choice that was fuelled by the need to chase a life long dream.<br />
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However, so many other women are forced overseas, across similar waters<br />
But what waits for them on the other side is something they probably never imagined enduring in their worst nightmares.<br />
Their choice, if they are some of the 'lucky' few to be able to afford a choice, is one fuelled by fear and anguish.<br />
It is not a choice any woman wants to make.<br />
For many women in Ireland, it is not a choice they can make.<br />
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The last referendum to shake the core of Irish identity and culture was the marriage equality referendum<br />
It's proud result meant that Irish people could spend one of the best days of their lives at home<br />
Surrounded by those they love and care for.<br />
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Repealing the 8th Amendment will mean women and families can spend what may be one of the most difficult days of their lives at home<br />
Which is just as important<br />
Surrounded by love, support, and the help they need; all whilst in a safe environment.<br />
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By voting YES you are not voting for abortion - you are voting for choice<br />
That women in Ireland may choose what happens to their bodies<br />
That a family may choose to minimise pain.<br />
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In 2015 we voted for love.<br />
We voted to for acceptance.<br />
We voted for support.<br />
We voted to show we are a nation that cares for all it's citizens.<br />
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In those facets, this referendum is no different.<br />
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Vote YES for your mother, sister, daughter, girlfriend, wife.<br />
Vote YES for those of us who can't make it home for May 25th.<br />
Vote YES for our country.<br />
Vote YES for yourself.<br />
<br />Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-11117350622963365612018-04-23T14:25:00.002-07:002018-04-23T14:26:10.184-07:00Diary 001 <div style="text-align: center;">
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There is a voice inside telling me to leave<br />
It started as a whisper<br />
Bubbling beneath the surface<br />
Hushed, at first, by the sweet comfort of home, of welcoming faces and the safety of familiarity<br />
But now that voice is screaming<br />
It is fuelled by wanderlust, I admit<br />
This voice is not new<br />
The voice has always been inside<br />
It can be appeased by trips away<br />
But it will always return<br />
Louder and fiercer than ever<br />
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I am roaring fields and far away city lights<br />
I am where I come from and where I want to go<br />
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The snow came<br />
And, as only <i>it</i> can, brought a purity to the earth<br />
Swaddling everything in a blanket of white<br />
We were forced to be still<br />
To watch it fall and settle gently<br />
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There is a certain peace that can only be felt when it snows<br />
The earth seems pure<br />
The world quietens<br />
A cloak of white that covers everything in it's path<br />
Making life feel less muddled, simpler<br />
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APRIL </div>
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Writing is how I process </div>
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It's how I sift through the struggles and accomplishments in life </div>
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I throw words on to a page, step back from them, and view everything with a clearer perspective </div>
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The image of earth from a tiny spaceship window - small and simple </div>
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That is what writing does for me </div>
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But lately, life has been spinning on </div>
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Faster and more furiously than it has in a long time </div>
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And I don't have time for the words</div>
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Writers block is part of the process </div>
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Or so we're told </div>
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But what about when life muffles creativity? </div>
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When days turn into weeks and months, without a moment to pause</div>
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Without a moment to step back and see what's happening </div>
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To give overwhelming feelings of fear, excitement, frustration, and joy their fair dues</div>
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Life speeds up and sometimes you will spend so much of your energy trying to catch up with it that creativity is squashed</div>
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That's ok</div>
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That's exciting </div>
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That's terrifying </div>
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That's life</div>
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Life will find a steady pace again </div>
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Or perhaps I will just have to speed up permanently </div>
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Either way, I will find my way back to writing regularly </div>
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But for now</div>
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I am taking comfort in small moments </div>
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Sitting on the bus and looking out the window </div>
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Making dinner with friends </div>
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Cradling a cup of tea </div>
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I have spent the last few months stubbornly working towards a goal </div>
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And the realisation of that dream will mean my world flipping upside down </div>
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It's already started and I find myself on the other side of the world </div>
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Surrounded by old and new </div>
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Comfort and unknown </div>
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Love and skepticism </div>
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Fear and elation</div>
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But<br />
This is where I am meant to be now</div>
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Of that, I am certain<br />
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Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-68428473701018711602018-02-12T09:36:00.003-08:002018-02-12T09:37:28.745-08:001. Words of the Week <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Reading and writing have been two of the greatest joys and passions in my life for as long as I can remember. To be quite honest, they are the reason that this blog was created. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But recently, finding the time to curl up with a book, or scribble the words flying around my head onto a piece of paper has felt next to impossible. So, last week I set myself the challenge of writing something, anything, each day of the week. These are words have been brimming in my mind for some time now, and so their themes vary. Regardless, my New Years resolution for 2018 seems to have fallen into my lap, or rather into my pen. I plan to carry this on, at least once a month, for the rest of the year and will document it here, to keep myself accountable. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This day last year, New Year's Day, was not my favourite, for multiple reasons. Although I knew the hazy dullness I felt surrounding me was just temporary, I still felt undeniably stagnant in my life. Rather than wallow in pity and feed whatever was already desperately trying to pull me down, I decided to make the most of the opportunities afforded to us on the first day of the year and make a New Year's resolution that I would happily stick to. I promised myself I would go on a trip away from home at least once a month in 2017, satisfying my wanderlust and giving my mind and body the chance to breath and rejuvenate more frequently.</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I ended my year of travels with one of my favourite people in one of my favourite countries, in a city that was new to both of us. Berlin enveloped us in a festive welcome from the moment our plane touched German soil. Though the city was cold, and my body may have suffered the consequences, we were warmed by adventure and plenty of glühwein. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We roamed the streets, getting lost so that we could learn the city and find our way. Journeying from museums and cathedrals to hidden night clubs shown to us by locals. We marvelled at the many juxtapositions of Berlin until our fingers were numb and our lips blue. A city drenched in history, where our minds found as much fulfilment as our appetites did in Germanic delicacies. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Berlin gave me the chance to share a country I feel at home in, with one of my best friends while also discovering somewhere that felt completely different and novel. For that, I am infinitely grateful. </span>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-67513755984110513312017-11-12T06:20:00.001-08:002017-11-13T14:29:03.565-08:00Dear Ireland<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dear Ireland,<br />
You are a green island of small minds and big opinions.<br />
You cannot decide if you want to lead our global march towards a more accepting and loving future,<br />
Or if you want to bury your head in an archaic system of oppression.<br />
You showed the world your pride when you were the first country to vote in the name of love for all,<br />
But you dishonour yourself as you still refuse to support my sisters, your mná, as we fight to reclaim our bodies.<br />
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Ireland, you are tainted by the guilt of your past,<br />
Yet refuse to learn from your mistakes.<br />
Ireland, you are disgraced in your lack of efforts to help those who seek refuge.<br />
How fickle your memory is of times when your own people have been forced to flee your shores<br />
Ireland, your flaws and faults are many.<br />
Shame and guilt are stitched into your essence,<br />
So unforgiving and staunch, they blend into colours of green, white, and orange.<br />
A too often harrowing truth is what pushes so many of your children away from your suffocating hold,<br />
For more promising lands across the sea.<br />
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Even still Ireland, you are mine.<br />
You are the mother that birthed me,<br />
And the village that nurtured me until I was ready to fly.<br />
Ireland you give me the roots to my past<br />
To the Celtic heritage, whose language, poetry, and stories are engraved in my bones.<br />
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Ireland, you are every freckle on my pale skin,<br />
Every cup of tea that I cradle like my life depends on it.<br />
Ireland, you are gentle hills and wild coasts,<br />
You are forests bustling with fairies and castles filled with ghosts.<br />
Ireland, you are an island of warriors,<br />
An island of people who will fight for their beliefs.<br />
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Ireland, you are my family.<br />
You are the friendly face that will always welcome me home.<br />
Ireland, you are the glue that holds me together,<br />
Yet you are also the turmoil that can tear me apart.<br />
You are the hand that pushes me away, but then beckons me home again once I leave.<br />
How can you be both the centre of my heart and the thing that would break it?<br />
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Ireland, you have come so far,<br />
And still have a long way to go.<br />
But Ireland,<br />
You must first decide in which direction.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Walking around London last weekend, I realised the specific peace that comes over my being while in the city. </span><br />
<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I synchronise seamlessly with it's ebb and flow, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It is both familiar and exhilaratingly refreshing. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">There, I am equally content to take in majestic museums alone or to stroll around with old friends, sharing easy laughter and good food. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Though I have never lived there, I have grown in London throughout my years.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">While other cities have changes me, I am changed every time I return to London. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Each time I visit, I find I know the streets and myself a little better than the time before. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">With every trip, no matter how long or short, I see the city through new, but always glittering, eyes. </span><br />
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<br />Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-77297053333926593362017-10-22T10:03:00.000-07:002017-10-22T10:03:53.483-07:00The pages that warm me <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Some of the best things in life are seasonal. Everyone will have a different set of comforts that change with each term of the year. </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I find satisfaction in perfumes curated to induce certain feelings, the foods that come naturally, the clothes that either hug or flow from body, and the books that I read. Today the focus is on the books I crave in the cooler months, these are books that I have reread a few times, but always when it was cold outside. These, are the pages that warm me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a rather strict criteria for my warming books. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Characters must be full. Full of life, passion, love and meaning. </span><span style="font-family: "\22 helvetica neue\22 " , "\22 arial\22 " , "\22 helvetica\22 " , sans-serif;">I want them to leap off the page, to dance across my heart and leave their mark. </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Their story and emotions need to become tangibly and irrevocably entwined with my own. I want to feel their grief, experience their joy, and cherish each flutter of their hearts as if it were my own. These characters need to leave a print on my soul, something that I wouldn't neccessarily demand of a summer read. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Stories that I find myself particularly drawn to for cold weather reading are, for lack of a better phrase, heart warming. They are the books that you find yourself joyfully smiling at while wiping a stray fallen tear from your cheek, the ones that you find in your dreams long after you've turned off the lights. In quite a few of these books you will notice I have a penchant for a mix between magic and history. Historical fiction is always a good choice in my mind, but add in a touch of the mystical unknown and you have me; hook, line and sinker. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">These are the books that I will think of first when people ask me for recommendations. I'm always looking for new books to add to any of my seasonal lists, so please, if you have any loves of your own pop them down in the comments. It would be much appreciated by this book worm. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>The Book Thief by Markus Zusak </b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Should I call this a cult classic? It hurts me slightly to insinuate that this masterpiece would only be popular with a certain group in society, therefore I won't. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">If you haven't already read this gem, then to put it nicely - you need to get your life in order and read it NOW. Even if you have seen the movie, which was actually one of the best book to movie adaptions I've ever seen.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This was the first book that I had a deep, pain in your tummy, red puffy cheeks cry over. But, don't let that deter you. If anything, my crying only demonstrates the beauty and depth contained within the pages of this book. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Death is the teller of this story, which focuses on the life of one </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">particular</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> little girl, Liesel, in Nazi Germany and how the events of World War II turned her world, and so many others, upside down. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Thought-provoking, charming, tragic, comedic, resilient, inspiring, and breathtakingly beatiful; this is a story that will change you, in the best possible way. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>Sexing the Cherry by Jeannette Winterson </b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This is my newest addition to the short list, but it is no less precious than those that have been included for years. Winterson tells two stories in these pages, that of the Dog-Woman and that of her adopted son, Jordan with the narrative switching between each of them. Both tales haphazardly walk a tight rope between complete fantasy and historical fiction. The Dog-Woman inhabits most of the historical fiction sections of this tale, as she depicts her life in London during the Puritan Revolution. She, as a Royalist, is an outcast of society - a position she is more than familiar with, as you may have guessed from her name. Her narration is full of the sympathy, unconditional love, strength, and the specific je ne sais quoi that can only be found in a character that has accepted their outsider position. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Jordan's tale encompasses much more of the mystical, however both narrations do crossover multiple times. He is consumed by his journeys, both in reality and in his imagination as he chases down an elusive woman. Jordan travels through many different lands, many of which represent fairy tales, as he reflects upon topics such as space, nature, love, and time. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Even though she is desperately ignorant on many topics the Dog-Woman represents home, she is an anchor for Jordan throughout his adventures - something that I and many other readers will resonate with. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern </b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Perhaps 'cult classic' is more suited to this magical little number.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> A story built around the magic and mysterious Le Cirque des Reves, the Night Circus of the title. Morgenstern pulls the reader into a past world full of magic, mystery, love and romance. </span></span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Two timeless wizards, Prospero the Enchanter (aka Hector Bowen) and the mysterious Mr. A. H., are competing via two young surrogates and there can be only one standing at the end. </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; text-align: justify;">The Night Circus itself is the arena in which the young magicians engage in a decades-long duel. Not with wands or lightsabers, but via their heartfelt creations and manipulations — a maze of clouds, an ice garden, a living carousel. They attempt to one-up each other until they fall madly in love.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This is my Christmas read and I take reading it every year over the holiday season as seriously as I take stuffing myself full of way too many helpings of mashed potatoes - for those of you that don't know my affinity for carbs, that's extremely seriously. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">If you are looking for romantic read with hints of Harry Potteresque magic tied up in a stunning Victorian bundle then this is absolutely the read for you. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Most people are first introduced to this book in school, I however did not have that pleasure and have only read it quite recently. Albom's story is one that </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">a lot</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> of readers can identify with on some level. Mitch, the protagonist, suddenly feels compelled to reconnect with his favourite lecturer from college when he learns of the elderly man's terminal illness. Tuesday's with Morrie does not beat around the bush with the idea of mortality, but rather than offer a bleak outlook, this book will inspire you to live the best life you can, while you can. Morrie, the lecturer, outlines specific lessons in life that Mitch, and the reader, can benefit from immeasurably. Definitely read this if you are looking for a literary pep talk, this book will remind you how beautiful life can and should be. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I picked this book up on a spur of the moment trip into a London bookshop one January about five years ago. Perhaps it is the title, or the fact that I began reading it immediately on a bus driving through a rather gloomy London, but this story has been on my winter-reads short list ever since. The story of Eric and Merle is told in seven different parts, in seven different time periods. So again it tickles my magical and historical fancies. A tale of soulmates searching for one another, to be reunited following their tragic and untimely seperation. This novel is both comforting and mysterious, it will gladden your heart but also leave you on edge. Perfect if you're looking for a slightly less obvious warmer. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>Plainsong by Kent Haruf </b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Plainsong tells the story of various different people living in the fictional town of Holt, Colorado. As the book progresses the unstable lives of each character connects to form a vision of life, relationships, and their town that binds them together. This is a story of overcoming the mighty burden of place and circumstance. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The characters are each deeply flawed and troubled in their own way, but through this novel the reader is offered a window into their growth, humour, and humility. This is a very raw admission of the imperfections of humanity, but also a celebration of love, charity, and the importance of learning from ones mistakes. This is perfect for those of you who don't share my preference for otherworldly tales - these characters will seem so real, it'll feel like you know them even after you close the book. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Spring is the first new season of each year. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She arrives to the party with hands covered in gardening soil and hair dripping from April showers.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Her appearance, though, is easily forgiven because she brings with her boundless buds and flowers.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She freshens up the room and greets each guest with the promise of growth and renewal.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She is hope.</span><br />
<a name='more'></a>Summer is never dependable, sometimes she arrives early and then leaves for a while,<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">More often than not, she arrives months late; just when you had decided she wasn't going to come at all this year. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But, just like spring, her negative attributes are forgiven and eclipsed by the goodness attached to her.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She is fresh peaches and creamy whipped ice cream. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She brings the feeling of warm sand between your toes and puts waves in your hair that only sea water can achieve. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She affords freedom and adventure, sprinkling wanderlust at infectious rates.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Most importantly, she brings with her the sun.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">A side of the sun which embraces you for months.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It dances across your skin, </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">painting your body with tan and freckles.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It's golden light chases away any cold weather blues and rejuvenates the spirit. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Autumn arrives suddenly, in a flurry of back to school fresh starts with news that winter is just grabbing the mince pies from the car and shall be along shortly. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Autumn is loud and cheery, there is no denying him once he has arrived. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">His voice booms, blowing a crisp wind in every direction which sets the leaves brought by spring and summer alight with fiery colour.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He has brought apples and blackberries, the ones you picked together as you hunted for conkers in a field. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The hot cider he offers is drank beside friends under warm blankets, the smell of stew wafts through the air while he lights a toasty fire. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">There is no denying the frosty bite in the air that surrounds him, but autumn offers a sense of safety and comfort that warms you from within. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Winter will slip in the back door without any real announcement. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He'll have a red nose and mittens on his hands. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The days he will bring are the shortest and coldest of the year but are filled with cosy snuggles and festive cheer. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Winter calls us home, to be with those who matter most, for early nights by the fire and meals that last days. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">When winter arrives, it means the end of this party and the beginning of the next. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But for now we must revel in autumn; his golden light will very soon be just a memory. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who has stars in her eyes and galaxies in her mind. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who is a golden hurricane wrapped in a brightly coloured pint-sized package.</span><br />
<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who is a connoisseur of movies, </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">who used his insomnia as my personal lifeline to home when time zones separated us. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who uses brazen humour to downplay his skill, but he hand carves lamps for my mother and transforms houses into homes daily. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who epitomises an English gentleman, but with one gin and tonic he will bust out dance moves that can put even the most unsynchronised dad to shame. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who exudes Scandinavian metropolitan sophistication yet he taught me the meaning of "lit" and gave me my first (and last) sip of Colt 45. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who's entire face lights up when she smiles, the questions she poses, now fondly named after her, make any game of 'would you rather' seem weak.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who paints the picture of party loving scoundrel, but </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">he can speak as eloquently as he thinks, his being free from a single bad fibre. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who can convince me to do almost anything, her contagious energy enchants cities. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who lives life more bravely than I ever could, he touches the sky and forgives without hesitation. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who likes to play the jock but who will protect those he loves with equal measures of dignity and ferocity. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who has overcome greater hardships than I have ever known yet he lives his life with an insatiable zest and a penchant for a good glass of wine. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a friend who makes me laugh ridiculously over plates of Japanese food, the ups and downs we have endured together have bound us for life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Of soulmates, I have found three thus far. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The first I have known since birth. We share our blood through our mothers and our lives have been entwined from the start. To the world we are cousins, but their sisterhood became ours, despite the multiple oceans that have separated us.Bottles of warm milk shared under blankets are now filled with wine and drank in European cities. Screaming matches fueled by pre-adolescent tears are now knowing glances that can be expertly communicated across a room full of people.</span><span style="font-family: '"helvetica neue"', '"arial"', '"helvetica"', sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">We hold up mirrors of truth for each other when necessary, no false words are ever uttered. </span><span style="font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">Dreams and desires are not only discussed and encouraged, but become a joint effort. </span><span style="font-family: '"helvetica neue"', '"arial"', '"helvetica"', sans-serif;">She is a force to be reckoned with, sparks from the fire within her have lit mine when I needed it most.</span><span style="font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"> One would not be complete without the other. We have grown together and bloomed because of each other. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The second was found mid pirouette at the age of seven and we were instantly joined side to side. "Joined at the hip" was never true for us as there has perhaps only been one day in which our heights matched. First was her turn to be long, and then, at 14, our roles switched seemingly overnight as my limbs doubled in length. </span><span style="font-family: "\22 helvetica neue\22 " , "\22 arial\22 " , "\22 helvetica\22 " , sans-serif;">People often confuse us for sisters, and we rarely correct them.</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Our friendship is cemented in firsts. When I think of my first time being drunk, she is twirling beside me, taking a swig from our shared bottle. When I think of my first kiss, she is the one I rant to giggling after wards. When I think of my first heartbreak, hers were the arms that instantly consumed me in reassuring comfort. When I think of my first adventure, she is sitting next to me on the aeroplane. For everything that is still to come, though we may not be physically joined as we once were - I know she will be there for it all. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I found the third as I began to find myself. She appeared in my life along with a whirlwind of change just as I jumped head first into so many unknowns. She arrived just when I needed her, as I began to realise not only who I was but who I want to be. Grace, ambition, and wisdom glow from deep within her in a way that is impossibly infectious. Eyes, blue as the ocean, can see the truth and depth of a person long before mine ever do. Her mind and heart operate in seamless partnership, allowing her the sense to notice the realities of our world in all it's starkness; but to work with empathy and hope for the better. Our time together has been the shortest, but no less bountiful and essential than that of those she now sits with in my heart. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">These, all, are the people I have chosen. They are the ones I can depend on without a shadow of a doubt. They are the ones I would cross oceans for and give my complete trust to. These are the people my heart feels at home with. Theirs are the doors I will always be welcome at. These are the people that build me up from different corners of the globe. They are the family I have curated. </span>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-51771899774969206822017-09-16T06:57:00.000-07:002017-09-16T06:57:00.895-07:00She laughs without fear of the future <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As I close the door on this chapter of my life, my ‘lasts’ are
beginning to quieten, for now at least. I turn to open the next door, but am struck
by an abundance of ‘firsts’ banging loudly, impatiently waiting for me to move
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In the dark stillness of night, when my thoughts run away
with themselves, I feel as though those ‘firsts’ will tear down the door and
trample me in their eagerness to begin. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I can feel the panic and excitement mingling within me,
creating a cocktail of emotions that I can’t control. And so, I write. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Those who know me understand that spoken words too often
fail me. Emotions bubble from my heart to mouth and tear ducts. Blinding my
thought process and strangling my voice. <o:p></o:p></div>
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But, when I write, my mind is clear. The words flow from my
pen to a page or through my fingertips onto a key board. I can take the time to
articulate my feelings, I can give them each the respect they deserve in their
most raw state whilst also being able to hone and morph them into what I want
them to be, into what I want them to say.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Before I realised the magical authority a pen gave me, my
emotions governed what I said or rather, what I couldn’t say. I do not claim
mastery of this skill, I still regularly feel like a hopeless vessel governed
by feelings, fighting to express myself. However, whereas before I may have
been stifled for days by an unmovable thought, I now write it down. I cannot be
rid of it, but I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">can</i> take it from an
all-consuming position in my head and put it somewhere else. Keeping it safe
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Those words, the scribbles on a page don’t always come
beautifully. They aren’t polished sentences that poetically express my inner
most desires or frustrations. More often than not, they start awkwardly. Clunky
mix matched phrases flung onto paper. <o:p></o:p></div>
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But slowly, as my heart fits back together and my brain
emerges from a fog, I can piece the words together. I can make sense of things
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This moment in my life feels shrouded in uncertainty and
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If I let it, my heart skips too many beats as my thoughts
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If I let it, panic will creep in, latching it’s cold claws
onto each and every dream. <o:p></o:p></div>
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If I let it, the desire to be in control will destroy all
that I have worked so hard for before they even begin. <o:p></o:p></div>
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But, therein lies my power. My response to what happens has,
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Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-56750036818765002022017-07-04T01:57:00.000-07:002017-07-07T14:38:04.449-07:00A love letter to Germany<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Dear Deutschland, </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Do you mind if I call you Germany? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I think it would save us both the embarrassment of my butchering your name </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Even if your people don't seem to mind my feeble attempts at pronunciation </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I am rather lacking in the language department </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">(Irish doesn't get you very far outside our island.) </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">But speaking of your people, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Not only does your blood run through the veins of some of my own most loved </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">The inhabitants of your lands have shown nothing but </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">friendship, understanding, and welcome</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Giving any 'Irish charm' a run for it's money. </span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier, monospace;">I fell in love with you three years ago.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">The treacherous beauty of your mountains</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">The comfort of your rolling hills and </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Th calming running of your rivers </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Could not have found a more perfect marriage </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">than with your ornate metropoles. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">From the intricate details of Munich Rathaus or the meticulous murals on a home in Bavaria to the fairytale castles of Neushwanstein. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Your landscapes are limitless. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">My brother excitedly proclaimed as our plane bounced onto your soil </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">"This is a land for meat lovers"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Yet, my dear Germany, you have surprised me. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Although you boast an assortment of wursts and schinken </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">My little vegetarian tummy, so prepared to be deprived, has never been so full and content. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I have been filled 20 times over with your various carb heavy delights. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">And although your Weiss beer may be the drink of choice for most of your visitors, my father and brother included, quenching their pretzels induced thirst </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">It is your heiße schokolade that truly tickles my drinking fancies</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I'm unashamed to admit I had at least two mugfuls each day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I spent most of my time on this trip surrounded by your mountains. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">We watched with twinkling eyes as the sun set them ablaze </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Reds and oranges erupting across the usual lush greens </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">A final show each day before night came and the sky was light by stars </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Leaving only the silhouettes of mountains in the dark. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Every morning I was woken by chickens, or the sound of the local marching band. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Breakfast was gobbled surrounded by wildflowers </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Daily adventures of lakes, islands, and old towns quickly filled my camera's memory </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Not wanting to waste a moment of all you have to offer, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">We squeezed as much exploration into each day as possible. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Sleep came easy every evening. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Germany, I have left you now.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">But I am not too far away, simply over the border in neighbouring Austria.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Germany, you may feel that my heart is fleeting </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">That I yearn for new places too easily </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">That the adoration professed in this letter will too easily transfer to my newest location. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">But Germany, this trip has only deepened my love </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">and I know that I will be back again soon. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Until then, I raise my glass (okay it's a mug of heiße schokolade) and say Prost! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Danke schön. </span><br />
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<br />Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-87307979727947185852017-06-26T05:07:00.000-07:002017-06-26T05:07:03.263-07:00Beauty doesn't have to be pain <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>1.</b> I wasn't really a big meat eater anyway. The only difference that the deliberate lack of meat in my diet made was that I paid more attention to where I was getting my iron and protein from. Rather than eating a small piece of chicken or fish and thinking that would suffice my daily needs for iron I now eat plenty of dark green vegetables, so much so that my anaemia has actually improved. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>2.</b> I couldn't justify another creature having to die when I could get all of my necessary nutrients and live a much healthier lifestyle on a largely plant based diet. When it came down to it, I could not see how me having a piece of steak for dinner was more important than the life of a cow. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The second realisation is the one that has filtered into various other aspects of my life. I soon began to question how my life choices, beyond my eating habits, might be damaging to animals. If I didn't want to put products of animal cruelty and death inside my body, how could I continue using products of animal cruelty on my body. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Cruelty-free beauty is something that I have a love/hate relationship with. I love it for the obvious reasons, but having consciously been purchasing only cruelty free beauty products for a while now I am all too aware of various draw backs. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">- Firstly, reliable cruelty free products can be difficult to find. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">- Secondly, a lot of cruelty free products, for reasons I cannot understand, are just subpar to the more popular brands on the market that we may be used to. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">- Thirdly, cruelty free beauty seems to come with a much larger price tag than those that test on animals - again I don't understand this.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><a href="https://www.nealsyardremedies.com/skincare/organic-facial-skincare/facial-moisturisers/0570.html">Rehydrating Rose Daily Moisture:</a> From Neal's Yard. Anyone who is even the slightest bit interested in skincare or cruelty free products will know all about this gorgeous brand. There are so many things that I adore about this product. Not only does it genuinely quench my thirsty dry skin, but it smells devine, is both cruelty free and vegan and is dermatologically tested so can be used on even the most sensitive of faces. The pump dispenser ensures that the product remains as hygienic as possible, while adding to the beauty of the packaging. *my love for beautifully packaged products will become very evident in this post* </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><a href="http://www.boots.ie/batiste-dry-shampoo-blush-floral-and-flirty-400ml-10130850">Batiste Dry Shampoo:</a> Possibly one of the cruelty free world's best kept secrets. I've been using Batiste for years, and for some reason when I went cruelty free I just presumed I would have to find a new dry shampoo. However I was happily surprised to discover that I was very very wrong and that Batiste don't test on animals. </span></div>
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nation sets out for its annual celebration of every single Irish stereotype
imaginable. Irish and non-Irish alike don every item of green clothing they own
and embark upon a day of festivities. There will be Irish flags, shamrocks, and
Guinness galore as our little island puts on a show of unity and happiness for
the world. We do it for ourselves too though.</span><br />
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most infamous stereotypes. No, I’m not talking about our esteemed global
identity as a land of drunks. I’m not even talking about the notoriety that
comes with our ability to include the word “fuck” in every sentence at least
twice. One of our greatest shames comes in the form of the infuriating irony of
the Irish capability to sweep everything under the rug and slap on a happy,
cheery face for the benefit of others. Perhaps it’s the miserable weather
outside. Perhaps it’s the fact that I’m up to my neck in college assignments
and have work in the morning so cannot partake in the chase for “a bit of
craic” that usually manifests in the form of an over indulgence in whatever
form of alcohol is on special offer in the local pub. Regardless, no matter
what turmoils we struggle with internally, no matter how aware we are of the
not so green and happy realities of our history that have come to light
recently, as long as we look like jolly little leprechauns today, everything
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capital will be littered with people wearing the same coloured clothing, most
likely walking in the same direction, making a whole lot of noise. Sound
familiar? That’s because less than two weeks ago the exact same thing happened.
Except on the 8<sup>th</sup> of March we wore black not green. We were walking
in protest not in a parade. The noise we were making was not one fuelled by
Guinness and gaiety, our noise was the angry cry of a people frustrated with
the continuous oppression of women. Our noise was that of unity and sorority.
Our noise was one that our little island knows all too well – that of rebellion.
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Taoiseach is in America. Just as physically distant from the real issues of
Ireland as he is figuratively. He has met with men known for their mysognistic
comments, sexist views and homophobic practices. As if the people of Ireland
have not been insulted enough by our government in recent weeks (and years). We’ve
already witnessed the appalling lack of interest and compassion from our TDs
towards the lives lost and disregarded at the Mother and Baby Home in Tuam
through their lack of attendance to the Dáil debate on the issue. 20 TD’s was
the minimum necessary to be present for the debate to commence, and yet at 10
am on the 9<sup>th</sup> of March there was a scramble to find sufficient
bodies to fill the chamber so that the already delayed debate could even take
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thousands of Irish people had taken to the streets of the capital calling for a
repeal of the 8<sup>th</sup> amendment to our constitution. This was just one
day after thousands of Irish people stood up for women’s rights. Just <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">one</i> day. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Today, I still
feel like we have been slapped in the face by a hand of ignorance and
disregard. I attended the march on International Women’s day. I was in that
crowd. Screaming my little head off. I had headed in with a knot of anxiety,
fear, and nerves growing in the pit of my stomach. Doubt and negativity crept
through my thoughts the entire bus journey into the city centre. I had dressed
myself in all black. Even down to my socks. Publicly it would be a sign of
solidarity and sisterhood. Privately it was my armour. I was a soldier
preparing for battle. Unaware of what opposition I may come across. But as I
stepped from the bus onto the Quays a weight was lifted from me as my friend’s
arms embraced me in a hug. The entire march was one of the most positive
displays of activism I have ever witnessed let alone taken part in. Yes, we
were all there to take a stand on an extremely serious matter. Yes, those that
disagreed with the movement attended with their graphic posters. Yes, we were all
frustrated that we should have to march in the first place. Those that did
march though were full of joy, full of empathy, full of hope. The crowd that
walked from the Garden of Remembrance was one filled with smiles, laughter, and
encouragement. I got into bed that night filled with optimism and positivity.
Those feelings were quickly dimmed the following morning with the news of TD’s
not bothered to even sit in on a debate in relation to those impacted by the
Tuam atrocities. It was dimmed again when the news of a Referendum was
announced, but not the Referendum that we called for. Not the Referendum that
we marched for. Not the Referendum that we deserve. Irish people abroad have not been gathering in droves for their right to vote in Irish elections. They <i>have </i>been gathering in their black clothes holding up signs that call for a repeal of the 8th amendment. Proving they are more in touch with the needs and wants of the Irish people living in Ireland than those in power seem to be. </span><br />
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<br />Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-81641518801781069462016-11-28T11:25:00.000-08:002016-11-28T11:25:30.780-08:00She roams <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I have a gypsy soul and a travellers spirit </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I have wandered this planet of ours for as long as I can remember</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I crave the feeling of an aeroplane leaving the tarmac and breaching the clouds </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I hunger for distant landscapes and foreign climates </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I yearn for the taste of new foods and the sound of new languages </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">My being is scattered over this earth </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I have found refuge and comfort in every country I have visited </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">But it is not buildings or places that house my heart </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">It is the people I love </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">It is often painful </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Homesickness for a place can be torture </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">But homesickness for a person is unbearable </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">But lucky are we </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Who have the fortune to miss people </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Who have the luxury of loving others so deeply that at times not being with them can physically hurt </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">When I feel like my heart is being pulled over oceans and seas </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I remember that I am built up from all corners of this globe </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The pain is temporary </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The reunion hug will be worth it </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The love is permanent </span><br />
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Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-16220747159923065422016-11-11T11:15:00.001-08:002016-11-11T11:15:50.153-08:00Words <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Recently, in reaction to the election result in America</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I wrote that words are my weapon. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">But they are more than just that. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Words are my salvation.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Piecing them together is my liberation.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Composing sentences is my restoration. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I too often find myself either despairing or romanticising aspects of my life far beyond necessity.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">In those moments of viewing people or places with an all consuming rose tinted nostalgia - words can be my saviour. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">In those moments of viewing people or places with an all consuming dark helplessness - words can be my saviour. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">When I write, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I can make that apology that is burning my conscience. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I can confront that oppressor that is plaguing my confidence. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I can explore the melancholy that is dampening my mood. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">The words often start as a jumbled mess in my brain that I cannot comprehend. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I too often find myself drowning in the thoughts that wash around my head.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">But when I write, the words find meaning.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">The words I write are my truth. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Writing is a relief for me.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">It is a way to process both the chaos inside and the madness outside.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">It allows me to recentre. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">It is a meditation for the impatient. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">It is a release that I need to survive. </span><br />
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<br />Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-78310163843875851292016-10-27T13:28:00.001-07:002016-10-27T13:28:27.378-07:00I went away. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">But I learnt far more than any book or professor could ever teach me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I took the year to appreciate where I was and who I was with.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">A phrase that often is thrown around in a world of lives lived through laptops and phone screens.</span></div>
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<br />Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-27889653435296625362015-09-08T22:10:00.000-07:002015-09-08T22:32:18.973-07:00New York<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-42998538567302114232015-03-10T15:59:00.000-07:002015-03-10T16:34:38.090-07:00What is a strong woman? | WORDS What does it mean to be a strong woman? In a world that claims to be smashing through the many glass ceilings us ladies have faced throughout history I can't help but wander are we creating as many as we destroy?<br />
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As International Womens Day came and passed I found myself asking the question - what is a strong woman? Am I a strong woman?<br />
Is a strong woman the leader of a large business? Is she the woman working in third world countries? Is she the doctor saving lives with ground breaking surgeries? Is she the writer sitting in her room typing away on a beat up laptop? Is she the mother, nurturing and loving the next generation? Is she the girl in the street - rushing to wherever she has to be? Is she the model walking the catwalk for Paris fashion week? Is she the lawyer standing up for those that have been wronged? Is she a leader, risking her life to stand up for the rights her country denies her?<br />
The answer is a strong woman is all of the above and so much more. There is no outline or definition for what a strong woman must be. Being strong cannot be defined by anybody but you. Being true to whatever you are and not being ashamed of that is pure unadulterated strength.<br />
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In this world of growing equality for women - don't get me wrong we still have an extremely long way to go before we reach actual equality - I am astounded at the unachievable standards women are expected to reach. Although women today in most countries <u>can</u> do it all if they choose - this does not mean they <u>have</u> to do it all. The images I am surrounded by are ones that expect women to reach for some pedestal that is ultimately impossible. That pedestal might that changed from the perfect, timid, mother and housewife to today's career woman that somehow manages to juggle her job and family all while remaining a size 8.<br />
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It seems that although all these doors are now open to us - we still can't decide for ourselves what we want. Instead of being forced down one path we are expected to walk down three or four different paths simultaneously. Women today can have it all we are told - and therefore on some level are expected to have it all. The partner, the kids, the career, the looks, the money.<br />
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In one of my recent lectures a professor asked the class to stand up, he then asked those that did not identify as feminists to sit down. As I stood taller and prouder than before I was horrified to see how many girls sat down straight away. I looked around me in shock. While most of the males in the room had not sat down - something I was delighted to see. I honestly was gobsmacked that at least 1/3 ladies were sitting down - looking at the rest of us with a look that said 'pfft look at all those bra burning freaks'. The saddest part is that our own worst enemy is ourselves.Women bashing other women for not reaching these ridiculous standards. We need to stop - help yourself by helping other ladies. Go follow your dream - but understand that it is yours and maybe not the same as that of your best friend, your sister, the lady on the street, or anybody else's for that matter. So the next time you see her struggling with the shopping while trying to calm the screaming child, or attempting to open the door with a stack of papers in her hands and a briefcase or three hanging off her arm - offer to help. Even if she says no, you will feel the better for it.<br />
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Be happy being the best you possible and accept and congratulate others for doing the same. Although we cannot expect others to fight our battles for us - we can sure as hell help each other out. Instead of just being a strong woman, be a strong <b><i>person. </i></b><br />
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Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10403621549004402827noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-33346483383066474142014-10-04T04:22:00.001-07:002015-01-06T04:41:39.644-08:00Stolen Moments | Germany<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Hello loves,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I went to Germany in July with my family for a week and am only now getting around to posting these pictures *blogger fail*</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">We first stayed in the beautiful mountain region of Garmisch- Partenkirchen, which is right on the border of Austria so we popped back and forth between the two. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We then visited Munich for the last three days of our stay which only furthered my love for the country!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Munich is a stunning city which effortlessly combines the old and the new. It offers all the perks of a modern day busy city with amazing shopping and out door coffee shops. But you never forget the beauty and history that surrounds you, especially at the Marienplatz which boasts the stunning Rathaus (seen below).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-5413672801644904482014-04-29T12:30:00.000-07:002014-04-29T12:30:04.087-07:00Villes Éteintes<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">While on one of my more recent procrastination stumbles through the internet I came across the simply awe inspiring work of Thierry Cohen. Cohen has imagined various familiar cities from around the world without any light or electricity. I find these images to be absolutely stunning and I simply had to share them with you. If like me, you should be cramming for finals right now, take a look at these images and allow yourself a few moments to fully appreciate them before you refocus and get whatever you need to do done *yes I know this is easier said than done **and that I sound incredibly hypocritical, whatever. </span><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-55171731122938414332014-02-22T05:12:00.001-08:002014-02-22T05:12:31.047-08:00Words<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">There are just two of us on the double decker coach returning to Dublin, including the elderly driver - a kind, if slightly ridiculous man who called me pet five times while giving me my bus ticket. The other passenger - a man who has not stopped furiously typing on his laptop sits opposite me at a tabled seat. We share knowing comical glances as the bus halts and jumps due to the drivers misinterpretation of space on every bend. I scribble words on a piece of paper. He continues to abuse his laptop keyboard. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">The sky is on fire as the sun sets. It magically silhouettes the stereotypical Irish landscape that surrounds the motorway. The shadows of hauntingly bare trees line up to our left as the last drips of light fall on the rolling hills to our right. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I dare to let my feet rest on the seat in front of me, secretly thrilled with my minuscule rebellion against the 'no feet on the seat' sign that lingers above my head. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I watch the world race past through a dirty bus window. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2737108065998063949.post-4669240129414856572014-01-14T08:19:00.001-08:002014-01-14T12:20:15.145-08:00London <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Hello lovelies! </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">As some of you may know, my best friend is attending college in London and so as part of my Christmas present from my parents I went to visit her for a week. Myself and another friend flew back with her on the 4th of January as she was back in college on the 6th.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">As you may know my mom is English and therefore England is pretty much a second home.Meaning London is nothing new to me and I wasn't really too excited about going to London itself more so about visiting my friend. But the friend that came with us had never been to England before let alone London! And I soon began to realise that this made the trip so much more enjoyable for me as I guided her around the city, seeing it almost as if for the first time again. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We visited every part of London, and at every place I saw or noticed something I had never seen before. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">People busily toing and froing as the Christmas season came to an end, towering buildings of new and old, beautiful Christmas decorations offering the last of their magic for the year, the madness of the winter sales and everything else that London is that can't be put in to words.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It all felt brand new and I gave in fully to the feeling of being a tourist in a country I basically grew up in! It was strangely freeing to allow myself to see things I've seen countless times, but in a whole new way! </span><br />
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