Realizations & a Note from the Universe

Monday, June 23, 2014

Live your dreams now, Arra, to any degree that you can. With every purchase. Every decision. Every hello and goodbye. Every assignment. Every conversation. Every meal. Every morning, afternoon, and evening. And never, ever, ever look back. Reframe every thought, word, and deed from the perspective of the person you've always dreamed you'd be, as if your life was already as you've always dreamed it would be. Die to yesterday's illusions and be reborn to the truth of your vision. 
And let's just see if you can handle the torrent of treasures I send your way.
I received this note a few days ago and somehow it made me wonder...

It's been a month or so since I last posted an entry for my blog. I have been living my life thoroughly and just enjoying where it takes me. I have been unlocking achievements that the younger version of me wouldn't have done due to the constant fear of failures, disappointments, frustrations, and pain. But in my twenty-three years of existence, I learned to just shrug it off and embrace all my worries away. Yes, finally, I have been savoring every moment of it and catching up with what life has to offer; feeling like nothing can stop me from conquering my goals and dreams.

But in return, I was neglecting some of the things I've worked hard on for the past years and things that I just love to do. I seldom read now. I know! The horror of not reading! Coming from a bookworm who can read an average of 50 books a year! It was terrible! I feel terrible! Since I am juggling work and life, this habit of mine was pushed at the far end. Now, it takes me a month or two, or even longer, to finish a book, no matter how good it is. My mind is too exhausted to gobble up new ideas and stories that, I'm afraid, my imagination is not functioning anymore. I believe that now that I seldom read, my creativity was depleted and now I know how Samson felt when his hair (source of power) was cut off.

The other one was writing (and yes, blogging). I think my blog is dead. It was dying for months now and I wasn't able to revive it on time. I believe it has a stroke. All my contents are delayed. I'm losing my readers (IF I have one). All I got was a bad case of piled-up backlogs that I don't even know how to start. I told a friend of mine that I might stop because I think it has lost its soul. It has lost its personality the moment I embarked on advertising brands and what nots which I already realized last year. Believe me, I did try to turn things around. I envy some of my friends who I pushed to write and write as much as they can before, and they have been consistent ever since. I remember I even told them that for you to say that you have no time means you still have the time and effort to do and accomplish other things. And dear reader, I have been slapped on the face by my own statement. Three of my closest friends told me or mentioned some thoughts that I've been pondering on for months now, and today it hit me! My friend, Abi of Looking for Leo, mentioned before that you do not have to apologize for not updating because your blog is your own personal space. You own it and you write because you love it, not because you're getting something in return. True enough, I could still schedule my backlogs by timing it properly, making sure that the content is still relevant (that is a social media/digital marketing tip, right there). A few days ago, I had a conversation about blogging or writing with Helen of Wanderlen. She told me her realizations about time. Before she would often say that I can do this or write this tomorrow but she wouldn't be able to because she believed she has no time. But lately, she was also owning it and she showed me how I can maximize it properly. She told me that she would always say that she has no time because of work, etc. But when she thought about it, she actually has more time to spare if she would use it wisely, and realized that being busy was just all in the mind. Come to think of it, I should lessen my zoned-out-on-Tumblr moments. Lastly, I told Nike (also known as DJ Amistocino) before that maybe I should let it go. She told me perhaps, but she knew that I am very sentimental. So she told me that maybe my blog just needed a facelift. It just needed a few changes here and there, and maybe, just maybe, I could get its old vibrant self back.

Style Reader has started off as a place to share my random musings about books, fashion and other things. To be honest, I miss my fangirling of different book fandoms especially Harry Potter. I miss sharing my dreams and other randomness. I miss writing to voice out my thoughts and opinions. I miss writing for me...

Maybe it's time to revive the old habits...

You Might Also Like

1 comments

Last 15 Books I've Read

269. My Neighbor Totoro by Tsugiko Kubo

268. Bad Magic by Pseudonymous Bosch

267. Think Like a Copywriter by Alastaire Allday

266. Heneral Luna: The History Behind the Movie by Vivencio R. Jose, Ruby Rosa A. Jimenez

265. Rumors (Rumors #1) by A.C. Arthur

264. An Armadillo in New York by Julie Kraulis

263. Nickerbacher, The Funniest Dragon by Terry John Barto

262. Our Love Grows by Anna Pignataro

261. Molly Rides by Adam B. Ford, Brian Berley

260. Noni Speaks Up by Heather Hartt-Sussman, Geneviève Côté

Attribution


Creative Commons License

Style Reader by Arra Abella is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License. Images and text are copyrighted, unless stated otherwise. Therefore, if you want to use any of these, feel free to contact me.

Subscribe