I started blogging at the very end of August 2018 (for September that year) and my goal at the time was to share posts about the things that set my soul on fire: music, books, food, spirituality, fashion… everything that made me the girl I am today; I was inspired to bring positivity to the world in the best way I could possibly image, in a world that’s so negative, and I chose blogging as my medium.
The end of another week! This whole segment of my blog is honestly teaching me to appreciate each day. Slowly but surely, I’m coming to love each day for what it brings instead of having a countdown to the end of the week.
I’ve made it through another week and I’m here, once again, to inspire you to see the good and beautiful in the upcoming week.
This week has been one for the books and it’s absolutely confirmed that this is going to be a good year for me as most of the things that I’d set intentions for and spent most of my time manifesting last year are beginning to take off for me.
IT’S THE MONTH OF LOVE!
For a lot of people, February is just a drag because it means that the shops are stocking up on Valentine’s day things to sell to you and you’re reminded quite bluntly that you’re the single friend while everyone has plans for February 14th and all you have, for yet another year, is your TV and a box of tissues (you could even blame my fellow Scorpios for this because apparently we created this lovely day to scam everyone into conceiving more Scorpios. I love this idea better). I really want to say that I feel your pain and that we can all virtually hold hands around an imaginary fire and sing some anti-love songs but, firstly, I’m here with a lot of self-love posts lined up for you and secondly, I’m manifesting a Valentine’s day date so I can’t cry with you this year. Sorry.
For a lot of people, Christmas is full of excitement for both young and old, especially because of the traditions behind it: buying and decorating the tree, gift shopping and wrapping, the elf that your parents secretly moved around the house to count down the days leading up to Christmas, the story of Santa and his love for cookies and milk and, of course, the advent calendar. It’s magical, I will admit, especially if you add to that list a scene of white flakes falling from the sky and perhaps a fireplace that the family gathers around to unwrap presents before one of your musical relatives plays some Christmas classics from the piano on the other end of the room.