And Exhale

Lydia's Life

I think I took about two blogging breaks back to back from June/ July. During that time, I had a lot on my plate regarding family, and I also found myself experiencing panic/ anxiety attacks from the things I’d buried inside instead of dealt with, along with my college work load and the worry about not graduating on time.

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Letter of the Month

Letter of the Month, Uncategorized

Dear Smile-keepers,

Spring has sprung on this side of the world and as much as I’m excited about warm weather, rain, wearing less clothes and more time outdoors with my wine, I’m already missing my favourite season, autumn.

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall

Law of Attraction 101, Uncategorized

You know how they say that once you stop believing in coincidence, your life starts making so much sense? Well, something stalked the heck out of me on my social medias until I gave in and the results have been beautiful.

Love At First Mic

Lydia's Life, Uncategorized

If you’d asked me in high school what I wanted to do after I finished, my list of possible career paths would’ve included fashion design, forensic sciences or media… the very last resort being running off into the sunset with a really wealthy Italian man for a career as a housewife. My love for storytelling has never died down, even when my dreams of what I wanted to become changed.

Letter of The Month

Letter of the Month

Dear Smile-keepers,

I really felt ready to come back the last time I spoke to you all after my little blogging break.  I was certain everything was back on track and I’d really love to blame Mercury going retrograde but, July was my toughest month of an otherwise beautiful 2019. I had mental breakdown after mental breakdown, I strayed from my spirituality as a result, choosing to wallow in my negative emotions and close myself off to actually facing my internal struggles… I was a mess.

Help From The Other Side

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When I was a child, I used to have this reoccurring dream about myself flying in this beautiful, very green garden of some sort with someone I’d never met in awakened life. I can’t tell you if they were a boy or a girl, but they held my hand whenever I had this dream, to ensure I wouldn’t fall into the river below where sometimes, crocodiles were swimming in the clearest of waters.