On that day, a day when a fluid definition of success flows through our veins, I know that we will cheer louder for each other than anyone else because truly, we'll have earned it, deserving a time where our creativity knows no bounds.
The following is the result of a late night and a racing mind. Enjoy - Jen x There is an irony in our lives that is unavoidable. Once you open your eyes to it and take in the truth of it, you can't help but see it everywhere. Or at least I can't. It… Continue reading The Irony of Our Lives – A Soul’s Question?
Attention is the gas in our cars, the blood in our bones. Our survival depends on it as much as we do on air. We scream it from the rooftops. We seek it, relish it, avoid it, curse it, crave it. All in the same day, sometimes in the same hour.
"I used to fear growing up timid. Now I fear growing up critical. Now I wonder if a critical nature indicates an inner bitterness and that in itself means that the world has won in curbing your nature that began as anything but cruel."
