Wow! It’s literally been almost 3 years since I’ve been in school, & I vowed I’d never go back. But, here I am, 3 years later, excited to go back! And, all I can say is that a lot can change in 3 years, because this Saturday (Feb. 8) I will be on a plane to go to school somewhere very exciting! I’ve already made two post about exactly where & why I’m going that you can read by clicking these links: The Start of Something New From Follow Me! To Send Me!
So, instead of repeating myself, I just wanted to make this post to link to the new page I’ve created on this blog. I’ll be posting updates over there about my time living & learning in Australia. So, if you’re interested in following along on this crazy, exciting journey, check out that page using this link: My YWAM Journey!
And, if you can’t wait for a weekly/monthly post on that page, follow me on Instagram (for more daily updates)!
Thanks for reading! I can’t wait to share all the things I learn about on this amazing adventure!
Wow! I can’t believe I’ve reached 200 posts! That’s crazy! I can’t believe I wrote all that! I used to hate writing! But, clearly I don’t anymore! I actually enjoy it! And, I look forward to writing a new post! I can’t believe how much has happened in my life through the past 200 posts! This blog has been a crazy journey! And, I can’t wait for the next hundreds of posts!
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The day I hit 200 posts: I’m currently in Buenos Aires, Argentina. I’m sitting on a couch in the common area in my hostel, where I’ve been volunteering and living for the past 3 months. It’s a cooler day outside (fall is in the air). The city is busy, as usual. Kids are getting ready to start school. People are coming/going to work! I’m getting ready to head to Chile (to visit my friends/family from last year). I’m listening to music while booking my bus to Chile! And, then I decided to look at my wordpress stats, and I noticed that I was 1 post away from 200, so I decided to take the time to write my 200th post.
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I also want to take this time to thank you! If you’ve been reading since I started blogging, or if you just started following my journey; Thank you for reading my random blog filled with random thoughts and adventures! I’m looking forward to writing more random content for you to read!
I’ve recently discovered something… Something that has changed the way I look at life… Something that changed my perspective on everything… Something that I wish I understood and would’ve realized earlier…
I realized that… My life is like a Mosaïc.
It’s full of random, And broken pieces, Building something amazing.
I can’t see it now, But, I know it’s gonna be beautiful.
The dictionary defines a “Mosaïc” as:
“Something made up of different things that, together, form a pattern.”
Life may seem crazy, And random, Right now. You might feel like everything, Is out of your control, But, soon, everything will fall into place. Your life will become beautiful. All those broken pieces, Will come together and, Form a beautiful mosaïc.
Broken Fixed Damaged Different Shattered Scattered Crumbled into a million pieces Formed into a beautiful million piece artwork
Thanks for reading! I hope this helped you realize that: The more broken pieces you have, the more beautiful your mosaïc will be!
…So, this post is from 5 months ago when I lived in Chile… I finally decided to share it because it’s from the day I decided to take a spontaneous trip from my “hometown (Quillota)” to the town of Los Angeles.
So, it all started March 9, 2018 at 8pm when I decided to start exploring more of this beautiful country. So, I got up and headed to the bus station in Quillota, where I would take the 2 hour bus ride to Santiago.
I arrived in Santiago at 10pm, and waited to take the 11pm bus to Los Angeles.
That means I arrived in Los Angeles around 5am, and up to this time I had not thought of what I’d do when I arrived that early (I thought I wouldn’t arrive until at least mid-day), but I was still on a high from spontaneously deciding to take this trip, so I didn’t think much about it.
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So, I arrived at the Los Angeles bus terminal at 5am, and nothing around was open.
So, I decided to copy the people around me (the 5 other people in the bus station – a family of 3, a women with a lot of bags and suitcases, and a business man).
So, I found a bench in the terminal, put my headphones on, and laid down to take a nap.
But, I wasn’t really tired, so I just listened to my music, and tried to keep myself warm – because at 5am in Chile, the temperature drops down below 10 degrees…It goes from 35 to below 10; which is a pretty drastic difference, and makes one feel the cold (so, I couldn’t fall asleep because I couldn’t stop shivering).
When I saw other buses and people arriving in the terminal, I realized I had been laying on the bench for at least 2 hours, and let me tell you, it wasn’t very comfortable.
As soon as I saw a small glimpse of sunlight through the bus terminal window, I got up and ventured out into town, and searched for breakfast. But, since it was barely 8am, (in Chile grocery stores don’t open until at least 10am), I couldn’t get breakfast for another 2 hours.
So, there I was, in an unknown town with nothing to do but explore, and watch the sun rise(which turned out to be pretty amazing).
And, that’s exactly what I did – I walked from one end of town to the other (it wasn’t a very big town), enjoying this exciting, and spontaneous adventure to Los Angeles, Chile.
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Although, the walk was great, and the sunrise was beautiful, I was still a little cold (I was used to the 35 degree heat), and my feet were starting to hurt (really bad), I continued to explore this town at dawn (the beauty of a new town, this early, helped me forget the cold, and the pain).
So, with nothing open, and being a small town, the streets were very quiet, which felt weird (even in Quillota there’s noise at night), but it was kinda nice and peaceful to experience a small town in another country, this early in the morning.
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After ~2 hours of exploring, just aimlessly walking around, and watching the sunrise (and getting kicked out of a hotel – …see below…), I found the first grocery store to open, and immediately went inside.
But, before even looking for breakfast, I just stood inside realizing how cold I’d actually gotten – being outside in below 10 degree weather since 4am I’d started to adjust.
I eventually started walking down the isles of the grocery store thinking of what I wanted for breakfast… (I had no idea, so, I ended up just buying some staple foods like: bread, manjar, bananas, water, and some Chilean treats…).
But, as I was walking to the elevator to leave, the front desk agents saw me and thought I was being suspicious. So, after they questioned me, I told them I was leaving, and that I just wanted to see the view. But, they still called their manager, which is when I realized I could’ve just asked before I went up (but from what other people said, it seemed like it was ok). After they called their manager, I patiently waited, as to not cause any more trouble, and then they escorted me out (I felt weird in the moment, but at least I got a story out of it from my trip to Los Angeles, Chile when I felt like a little rebel :D).
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With breakfast purchased, I headed back outside.
It was now past 10:30am, so it was warming up with the sun, and people were waking up and going about their day.
As I was standing outside of the grocery store enjoying the warmth of the sun, my feet still screaming in pain, I set out to find a park (or plaza, as they call it in Chile) to sit down and eat my breakfast. And, although I had passed many during my walk this morning, it took me a while to find it again.
I eventually found a beautiful plaza where I finally sat down.
While warming up under the sun and eating breakfast, I just watched people go about their day. It was interesting to just sit there and watch people in this new, small town because for a moment, I forgot I was in Chile. It all just seemed and felt normal.
After I had warmed up and ate breakfast, I connected to the internet (in Chile every town has a plaza with free wifi). I took some pictures of the sunrise and posted them on Instagram, texted my host family to let them know I made it, and texted my family back home to show them where I was.
After finishing breakfast, and checking social media, I ventured out again.
This time I went to find the mall, and coffee.
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A few minutes later, I walked into the mall (it was bigger than you’d expect for a small town), and immediately headed to the food court to find coffee (I was tired from only 3 hours of sleep on the bus).
I got a great cup of coffee and did some more people watching in the mall to see if the plaza was only a similar feeling because I was tired, but this also felt very normal (maybe even more).
By this time it was ~11am, so there were more people around, and more places open, and everything just seemed normal (I barely felt like I was in Chile – until I heard people speaking Spanish…).
Once I finished my coffee, I headed back to the bus terminal because my goal when coming to Los Angeles was to go to Saltos del Laja (the Niagara falls of Chile – that’s how my hostfamily explained it to me), which is 30mins from Los Angeles.
At 13:00, I finally got on the bus to Saltos del Laja (my bucket list item was about to be checked off!).
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30 minutes later, I arrived in Saltos del Laja.
The falls were visible from the highway, but to get to the base of them, I had to climb down a hill. And, I made it to the falls (bucket list item: check).
The falls were incredible, and I couldn’t believe I actually made it! (the long journey, and little bit of pain & cold were SOOOOO worth it)! If you’re ever in Chile, I really recommend going to Saltos del Laja!
When I got to the base of the falls, I just sat down staring at the falls eating my last banana from breakfast.
I think I must’ve sat there staring at the falls for a good hour because when I left the falls I was a little damp from the mist coming off them, and a big group of tourists were making their descent to the falls.
After saying “Hi!” to the English speaking tourists (it was nice to hear English :D), I decided it was time to get up, and check out the vendor shops I passed on my way down the hill. (I ended just buying a sticker of the falls, and a Chilean bracelet).
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It was a few minutes past 16:00 when I arrived back in Los Angeles, and since the next bus back to Santiago wasn’t until 18:00, I decided to go explore a little more and buy a / some snacks for the bus ride back.
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That night/morning, I arrived in Santiago SO LATE/EARLY (1am), and the next bus to Quillota didn’t leave until 7am (this is when the spontaneous high started wearing-off…I just wanted to get back now that I checked the falls off my bucket list…I was tired…to say the least).
So, what could I do for ~6 hours, this early in the morning in Santiago?
Yup, you guessed it, I walk around and explored Santiago at night/early morning.
My feet were still in a little pain from Los Angeles walking, but I couldn’t stay at the bus terminal because they were closed, and taxi drivers were insisting on driving me to a hotel (and I think they were raising the price). So, because I didn’t want to pay for a hotel room for less than 6 hours, I told them I would just walk to a hotel (that was my “little white lie” for the day…my bad – But, I just wanted them to stop asking me where I was going…so I left). Spoiler alert: I didn’t walk to a hotel!
Luckily for me, Santiago is still pretty alive at night, so I wasn’t the only person in the streets (let alone the only traveler / backpacker in the streets). While walking around for a couple of hours enjoying the Santiago nightlife, I only found one corner store open (where I just bought a bottle of water for my night exploring in Santiago), not much else was open. So, guess what I did next… You’ll literally never guess…
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While exploring, and discovering a lot of landmarks in Santiago, I found a Starbucks!
…It wasn’t open, but…
I sat down outside of it, and used the internet for a few hours (at least it’s not as cold in Santiago, so I didn’t freeze sitting there).
And, I was only an hour away from the bus terminal I had to go to, to take the bus to Quillota in a few hours.
So, I sat there (at this Starbucks on a random street in Santiago) for a couple of hours (from ~3am to ~5am) using the internet (checking social media), thinking about the past 24 hour adventure. And, I started writing this story because this was a very crazy, spontaneous, and memorable experience.
If I had planned this trip, Iprobably would’ve stayed at a hotel somewhere, and had a better itinerary with more stops.
But, it was so last minute that I literally just put some stuff in a backpack because I wanted to check the waterfalls off my bucket list once and for all.
Sometimes the best trips are the ones that happen spontaneously. (And, this is what that was because I will truly never forget this trip!)
Happy ending to this crazy trip:
After using the internet at Starbucks, the sun was starting (just barely) to rise, so I made my way to the bus terminal, and took a bus back to Quillota, and I made it back to my host family’s home at 11am (just in time for a nice, delicious breakfast – which was cereal…but it was the best cereal ever :D).
And, after breakfast, I immediately went to sleep (I was super exhausted from only 3 hours of sleep in the past 24 hours, and sore from all the walking). I slept that entire day, until 20:00 (but it was so worth it!).
It might have been a crazy / unplanned / painful / exhausting / spontaneous trip in the moment, but, I will never forget this trip because it was one of the best, and most eye-opening trips I’ve ever taken (alone).
If you read this until the end; Thank you for reading this long post about my adventure to Los Angeles / Saltos del Laja, Chile!
I hope it inspired you to take a spontaneous trip somewhere new (I recommend doing at least a little bit of planning).
What was one of your craziest adventures? (comment your story below)
-LiveForAdventure! 🙂 (I definitely lived for adventure on this trip!)
Today is my birthday, and I don’t know how to feel because I try to do this thing every year; I try to spend my birthday in a new country every year, so I can remember that birthday, and that country.
But, for the past 2 years, I’ve spent my birthday in my home country.
And, it does make me a little sad because it was truly a goal of mine.
But, it’s also totally fine.
I think I’m kind of fine with it because another goal of mine is to eventually move to a new country for an ‘extended’ period of time (longer than my usual trips).
So, I think that’s what I realized in the past 2 years of having my birthday at home.
Soon I will accomplish that goal (of moving to a new country), and I’ll have multiple birthdays in other countries – I just have to be patient, and happy with where I am now.
Plans change a lot, and that’s okay because sometimes plans change, and something better ends up happening that could never have been planned.
Anyways, I know this was a short post, but I wrote it mostly as a reminder to myself: To not always get so caught up in my plans for the future, or needing to achieve all my goals right away because I know I will get there eventually, and achieve all my goals and then some.
So, I hope if you read this until the end, you will also realize that you don’t need to get frustrated or discouraged if your plans change on your journey to achieving your dreams because it’s for the better,; something better is ahead.
Thanks for reading!
Have a great day, and continue to strive toward your goals no matter what life throws at you! You got this!
The sky… The clouds… The sun… Everything up there…
Just take a second, Go outside, And look up!
Looking up, At the sky, Always makes me feel happy, And rejuvenated.
Seeing planes, birds, jets… It all gives me hope!
That there’s so much more out there –
And, I want to explore it all!
I love the sky! I love to just look at it! I love just BEING up there, And looking down at everything, With a different perspective!
From up there, I can see everything! But, From down here, I only see as far as my eyes let me.
From up there, I can see things I never notice down here.
From up there, My problems seem to fade away – For a while. And I forget my life – Down here…
From up there, Everything seems in its’ perfect place. My mind is at ease – Thinking of my next destination! Looking down at my last destination! Knowing that great adventures are ahead!
From up there, I eagerly wait – To land again – In a new exciting country – Ready to explore a new culture!
From down here, I am constantly looking up, Thinking about when I will be up there again, Because I know – and hope, that it’s soon. So, I continue to look up!
Day after day! Keeping the hope! That something great is in store – To land in a new country! And, look up at the sky with a new perspective!
This “poem” was inspired by the fact that the world is under the same sky!
It’s crazy to think that wherever you are in the world, you are always looking at the same sky.
You can cross the entire world (from North America all the way down to New Zealand) & still be looking up at the same galaxy (same moon, stars, sun, clouds; same everything)! CRAZY!
The countries are vastly different, but one thing always stays consistent; the sky!
That’s one more reason why traveling is so exciting and interesting because you get to experience so many different cultures around the world while staying under the same sky! The world is small because we’re all under the same sky; but, it’s also huge because every country has it’s own culture.
Thanks for reading!
Now, get out there and explore the world; look at the sky from a different country and you’ll have a completely different perspective in life!
Don’t stray from the path!
Don’t let the force,
Of peer pressure,
Stray you away!
Follow the north!
It might take you through long valleys,
And deep canyons –
But, it will eventually get you there.
Follow the north!
No matter what happens,
or where it takes you!
Take the twist and turns!
Trust that compass,
It will eventually get you there –
To an amazing place,
That you could only dream of!
Follow the north!
Live YOUR best life!
And hustle everyday,
Always glance down at that compass,
To stay on the right track,
To your amazing destination!
That compass will never –
take you in the wrong direction!
It’s taking you on a crazy journey –
Before showing you,
Your amazing destination!
Follow the north!
Thanks for reading!
Travel tip: In a foreign country, it’s always a good idea to have a compass. You never know when your phone battery might die in the middle of a big unknown city, and someone might give you directions, but, in their directions, the only word you understand is South (trust me, it’s happened).
So, 2 months ago I was living in Chile and the last time I went to the bank to get money for some souvenirs, I thought about how much money/souvenirs I wanted. And, since the bank machines were in Chilean pesos I had to do the math, converting Chilean pesos to Canadian dollars. And, while looking at the bank machine screen, thinking about how much Canadian $ I wanted to withdraw from my account, I realize that even if I only took $50 that would equal $25,000 pesos, which I know could buy quite a bit of souvenirs.
And, that’s when it hit me.
$1 a day can actually go a long way!
Those campaigns aren’t lying?
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And, because of this moment, I thought of those sponsor child companies and how I always thought their $1/day marketing strategies seemed crazy and unreasonable because I always thought: “What could $1 really do? I mean seriously, you can barely buy a chocolate bar with a dollar; What is a child in another country going to do with it?”.
Well, let me just say that after taking this money for some souvenirs, I bought a lot of souvenirs (and I still had money left). And, I, now, know that in another country a dollar can actually buy a lot.
For example: 1 dollar in Chile is worth about 500 pesos And, with 500 pesos in Chile, you can buy a drink and a chocolate bar (and still have some change left).
So, those campaigns that tell you that sponsoring a child for $1/day can make a difference, are actually telling the truth, which took me a second to believe, but they’re right. …What!?
Think about it: If you give someone $1 for an entire months (and they save it); by the end of the month, they’ll have $30, which they can use for extra things (like clothes, school, things they probably couldn’t afford to buy with money from their income because of, well, you know…bills.
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I don’t, in any way, want to guilt you into donating. I’m only sharing this because when I finally realized the worth of $1, I was shook. And, I just wanted to share my realization that those dollar a day sponsor campaigns actually really do make a difference in someone else’s life in another country. One dollar, for someone in another country would enable them to buy the small daily necessities, and save the money they make (which is probably about $1 a day) for bills, like a house and an education. In some countries, education is not even free (that education could enable them to get a better job)!
Thanks for reading! I’ll leave you with this question that I asked myself when I realized this: Who knew $1 could actually make such a difference?
And, if you’re still not convinced (like I was), go to another country (with a certain amount of money for the month) and set yourself a budget. And, try to also notice those around you, and observe the difference between their daily lifestyle and yours.
A lot of people live off of $1 a day, so your donations would help them a lot. It would literally double their income!
I miss the days when I used to play outside everyday after school. I miss the days when I would run around my block with friends and neighbours doing crazy and stupid things.
I miss the days when we’d laugh all evening until the sun set. I miss those days because I always thought we’d see each other again tomorrow.
But, one day, tomorrow never came.. We all eventually moved away from that neighborhood.
And, without a trace, we all forgot about those days.
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And, although, I have put those days behind me, sometimes I get reminded of those days. I’m reminded about how simple life used to be. I think about what life would be like if none of us ever moved away. But, then I remember that those days are in the past. And, I realize that the past has made me who I am today.
I just miss the simplicity of how it used to be. But, that’s what makes it such a good memory. It’s a simple memory, that has taught me so much.
Those people I ran the streets of that neighborhood with. And, the people I went to school with. They have unconsciously taught me things that have formed me into the person I am today. And, I wouldn’t change a thing!
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I don’t have any idea what those people are doing now but, it really doesn’t matter because those were “the good ol’ days” for a reason. And, in a way, I don’t really want to know what they are doing today. I’d rather just keep the good & simple memories of those days because of those days and those memories, I am happy with the person I am today and I am proud of my younger self for everything I learned; even though sometimes it was more difficult than I felt like I could handle in the moment. But now, I am proud of everything. And, one day, I might meet those people. And, I won’t say much. I’ll simply thank them for everything we went through together. They call them “the good ol’ days” because they are meant to stay in our past as old memories that will continue to teach us lessons throughout life. And, no matter what your “good ol’ days” memory is (if it’s good or bad), just know that it is very important because:
Your past does not (and will never) DEFINE you,
but, it sure does SHAPE who you are and who you will become!
Thanks for reading! I hope this post reminded you of your “good ol’ days” and helped you realize how far you’ve come!
So, stress is not fun at all.
And, learning that the hard way makes it even more stressful.
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While I was living in Chile, I learned that stressing about things is never a good response.
I learned to just go with the flow; to not always stress when things don’t happen on time or go exactly as planned.
And, during those 3 months abroad, I learned that being able to control stress is very important for any situation because it helps you relax and let go, even when everything around you seems out of place and you can’t control anything that happens.
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Throughout my travels, I learned that learning to relax feels great. It gives you a sense of calm in crazy situations that you don’t understand. You see, each trip I’ve taken abroad has taught me something different about stress because being in a different country and in a different environment, helped me react to things differently and taught me how to react to things in a calm way.
For example: The past few months I spent in Chile taught me that not everything needs to be planned down to the last details (it taught me not to stress about ‘staying on schedule’). Sometimes being spontaneous is amazing, and it even helps you stress less because your not constantly thinking about what to do or say next.
This spontaneous attitude that I’ve gained has also taught me that 24 hours is a lot; you don’t always need to have an exact time to do something (you have the entire day). All you need to do is just think about what you want to do that day; but don’t plan when you will do it or else you’ll stress yourself out and shut down completely. At least, if you know what you want to do that day, you will find opportunities to get them done when you can during the day, without stressing about needing to get everything done at once.
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“Life doesn’t need to follow a set calendar plan to the last details.
Sometimes being spontaneous helps you clear your mind of anxieties & just be happy with where you are right now in life.”
So, “stranger danger” can’t really be in my vocabulary anymore.
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Remember when you were young, and your parents told you not to talk to strangers? Well, that comes with a lot of terms and conditions, the biggest one being: Traveling. P.S. I’m not talking about those creepy strangers in white vans (you should definitely fear them), I mean those people that you act shy around because you don’t really know them.
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I mean, seriously, though, it’s crazy how many strangers I’ve spoken to while living here in Chile. And, for me, even just talking to people I know is sometimes difficult, but living here for 3 months has taught me that I don’t have to be so scared because people are just people and they’re not all scary.
I’ve realized that the fear I had about talking to people was stupid; I learned to just talk to people without being scared or fear of being judged.
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When I first got here, I was so nervous to meet my host-family (I thought they would hate me) and I was not at all confident in my Spanish (this didn’t help my nervousness).
But, after living here for 3 months, I’ve started to really get to know my host-family (they’re actually really nice) and I started to let the nerves go and start speaking to them and strangers in Spanish.
And, in doing those things, I’ve started to feel so much more confident when speaking to stranger and I’ve learned so much more Spanish.
At first, I was so scared of being judged for my accent in Spanish that I would barely even speak in a day. But, after a while, I started saying small sentences each day and eventually worked up the courage to start having conversations in Spanish. And, now I can actually say that I can “fluently” speak Spanish (I use fluently loosely because I still stumble with certain words, but for the most part, I can hold a successful conversation).
After getting over my fear of speaking to strangers, I had to get over my fear of being judged for my accent. And, it hasn’t been easy, but definitely worth it because now, I can say that: -I am no longer afraid to speak to strangers. AND -I can officially speak 3 languages (some much better than others, but I can still understand and be understood in all 3).
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So, all this to say that, if you ever fear public speaking (or just speaking to strangers), just remember the cliche sentence:
Nothing good ever comes from your comfort zone,
stepping out is the best decision you will ever make!
And, if you too are trying to learn a new language, here’s my best tip for you:
Learning a completely new language isn’t possible overnight,
it takes a lot of humiliation, work, perseverance and courage.
Those two things might be very difficult and seemingly impossible tasks, but, they are always worth working toward because they could change your life in so many ways.
So, next time you are faced with one of these situations, remember:
Thanks for reading!
I hope this post inspired you to go conquer your dreams!
For today’s post, I was challenged to look through my old Facebook, Instagram or Twitter posts and pick something that stood out to me and write what I think about it now.
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So, I chose to look through my Instagram feed and, while scrolling through, my very first Instagram post stood out to me.
Here it is:
The comment under it, just said: “Smile”.
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While thinking about how I feel about it now, I could only say: “I’m so glad this was my first Instagram post because it reminds me to always remember to smile, no matter what’s happening around me. Smiling is so much easier (and much more worth it) than being angry or upset at the world all the time.” And, just like the comment says, it’s simple; just Smile (one powerful word).
Just a simple smile can turn your whole day around!
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And, also, while scrolling through my Instagram feed, I noticed how much it changed and evolved throughout the years.
From: Just random pictures I would find on the internet that seemed interesting.
To: Pictures I take on my own adventures.
It changed from, a random Instagram account, to, more of a traveling account.
It was very interesting to look back and see my own journey because it helped me see that I’ve come very far. And, it gives me hope that I will still keep going far.
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So, now I challenge you to go through one of your social media feeds and find something that sticks out to you, OR, just look at your journey and notice how much your posts have changed over time. (Comment below with what you discovered).
Thanks for reading! I hope this inspired you to remember where and how you started, and to have faith and hope in your future.
Yup, it’s JANUARY and, I can go outside wearing shorts, a tank-top, and flip flops. It’s JANUARY and, I don’t need to bundle-up to go outside and shovel snow. It’s JANUARY and, I can be outside without freezing / getting frostbite. It’s JANUARY and, it’s sunny & +30 degrees Celsius. I keep having to remind myself that it’s JANUARY.
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My whole life, the month of January has been my least favorite month because it’s always so cold (like -20 degrees Celsius), that being here (in Chile) under the +30 degree Celsius sun is just crazy and somehow weird(in a good way). I’m definitely not used to starting the year with this weather.
I mean… Seriously though, in my brain, the month of January is connected with the cold and the snow, but right now, my body is in this beautiful tropical climate.
That confuses my brain (a lot!).
And, even though sometimes I forget what month it is, I LOVE it! What a great way to start 2018!
Thanks for reading!
Answer the following question in the comments (if you want): What does your January 2018 look like? & post a picture (if you want)!
Lemme guess… You read that title: “Hashtag Blessed”. That means you have more than you need & you are truly blessed…
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Think about it, the only reason you know that this symbol # means hashtag is because you probably learned it on the internet (did know know that less than half of the worlds’ population has access to a good internet connection daily). That means that, you, being able to know that this symbol # means hashtag demonstrates that you ARE already more fortunate than half of the world. Crazy right! I thought so, hopefully you do too.
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So, next time you use a # or say the word hashtag, remember that you are more fortunate than more than half of the world.
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That’s also why I think everyone should travel to a new/different country; to see first hand that more than half the world does not live like them.
And, also just because traveling is awesome! & you can learn A LOT!