Many years ago it was brought to my attention the idea of “blogging”. I’ve heard the words over & over “Elle, you should be a writer.” As you can probably imagine, I always laughed it off because let’s me honest, I’m no writer. I’m just a girl with a whirlwind of thoughts constantly flying out from different directions. Sometimes it is positive, sometimes negative, mostly cliche & yet, I think they might be right….
I tried blogging but I wasn’t really committed to the idea so it fell by the wayside until just recently when I had this euphoric moment. What if this, my words, is all I get to leave begin?
Welcome to my tornado of emotions, thoughts, opinions, Adventures and discoveries!
This is me. Elle.
Here I am, blogging… but not because someone said I should. Because, one day I woke up & had to put the words in black in white.
If we allow people’s words to control us than we are merely like a chime being whipped in the wind with no control of which direction we sway.
I have made a strong choice the past few years to go in my own direction. To sway My way. I will not be wound up and blown in any direction, instead I will flow in the direction I choose and make my own whimsical music in the wind. How beautiful the sounds will ring!
What I’ve learned is that we have to take the time to really learn who we are and what grinds our gears. We have to take full ownership and residency in that place. Once you reside in that perfect place (even if flawed and broken) you can find the strength and empowerment to truly be who you are and continue to examine the inner most parts of your being. I find this to be a really special and magical place. In this place I can move to the beat of my drum and make whatever beats my heart desires. I can stand strongly on the mountain of confidence and roar with all the might that comes from my overly abundant self confidence – that I am still working on building. But isn’t that the adventure! You can learn to not just emulate love but to be love. To love from the inside out.
After all is it not the inner most depths of our soul that creates the outermost beings we are?
Welcome to my heart. My mind. My whirlwind.