Monday, March 20, 2017

The Return of Spring

After many days of the bitter cold and snow filled streets, the first day of spring has finally arrived. 

I'm so grateful I live in a world of different seasons. It becomes so boring once you have too much of a particular type of weather, don't me wrong I love the summer but it's refreshing to look forward to the changes that come with every passing month. 

I've been in a bit of a creative rut lately, and for that I must apologize for being absent from this little home of mine. 

I feel as if we're just like the seasons, in that sometimes you just are looking forward to the next thing, because you just don't know what's left to do in the season that you've been in for long.

I look outside and the fact that you can still see the blue sky and sun shining at 7 in the evening makes me smile from ear to ear. Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaasssss! Finally, there's more time to do things in a day. 

And with more daylight, means more natural light for that perfect golden shot ;). 

I can't believe it's already mid-March.

And 6 months ago I said yes to embarking on this new season in my life of being an Italian teacher.

I didn't know what to expect to be honest, and I was terrified.

And now it's March. If you're a teacher, you know March is the pivotal point where you can see that ray of light at the end of the tunnel. 

The light of summer days filled with the ocean waves and sun-drenched afternoon strolls in the park with an ice cream sandwich melting in your hand.

I saw Beauty and the Beast over the weekend... and I absolutely adored it!

March feels a lot like the part where Belle rushes out into an open field proclaiming she wants so much more of this provincial life with the sun setting all sorts of beautiful colors.

It's been one of the longest seasons of my life, and I'm so happy for the new. 

Spring you are like a breath of fresh air and I've been waiting  forever for ya. 

You pretty little thing you... it's so nice to see you again. 

Saturday, March 4, 2017

Don't lose your Wonder



 Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you! {Dr. Seuss}

It was Read Across America week this past week. Being an Italian teacher, I partook in the daily festivities and read my kiddies Prosciutto e Uova Verde, or Green Eggs and Ham in Italian. 

As a little girl, I remember my Mama bought be the whole Dr. Seuss set (red bookends included) and I would read the colorful pages with rhymes and wacky characters. 

I couldn't help but think... how amazing are we as children? I mean we are curious about everything, always ask questions... and are in awe of the world around us. 

It makes me sad to think, we don't have that sense of curiosity as we age. 

We don't look to know new things anymore... because we think we know it all already.

With burdens and added responsibilities... we lose who we once were as children. 

That spark... that innocence or in this case that Sam I Am that says "Go ahead try it! Try it!"

But it doesn't have to be so. 

Dr. Seuss is such a wonderful example of having a childlike spirit in all things.

Jesus himself told us that we need to be like a child in our faith, always in awe and wonder of our God. {Matthew 18:3}

Don't be afraid to follow what you are curious about. 
  
I always loved to dance... so I joined dance and found out I loved to tap.

I was curious about cooking... so I bought cookbooks and began to cook. 

In high school, I loved to sing and dance... so I tried out for a part in the musical. I didn't get a major part... but I got a small role and it was such a great achievement for me, considering how insanely shy I was. 

I was curious about photography (even though I had no clue how to use a camera)... so I bought books, took classes and fell in love.

I always wanted to kick box... so I recently joined a class and love it. 

Never stop following your curiosities... no matter how old you are.

Someday when I am grey and full of wrinkles... I hope to look back and say I had the courage to try everything I loved. 

Yes, even green eggs and ham. 

Saturday, February 11, 2017

S h a d o w s

When I was a little girl I was terrified of shadows. 

Not just any shadow though, it was my own. My parents tell me I would turn around and see this giant scary gray thing and I would run away and cry.

I would cry because no matter how far I ran... the shadow seemed to become bigger and would never stop chasing me. 

I was too little to understand that there was simply nothing there... but a shadow cast from my own body.

Sometimes I think I'm still afraid of my own shadow. 

Not literally... but all of my fears become a shadow that I'm constantly trying to run away from.  

Isn't it funny how we grow up... but the fears never leave? They just change and become different things. 

I wonder what would happen if one day we actually turned around to face the shadow and walk towards it instead of run away.

We'd see it would become smaller... and that it's not real.

The shadow I feared for the longest time only seemed like a giant because I kept running from it. 

But once I got closer, I saw that I actually made it bigger than it was. 

The moment we realize that the giant shadows are created from us running from them... we'll have the courage to turn around and finally face them. 

And slowly but surely step by step, we'll come to know that we ourselves are bigger than any shadows we cast. 

Take the first step and turn around, face your shadows... they only seem bigger from far away.