Mini•Blog No. 1: The Most Beautiful Heart

Sometimes I lament opening up a little too easily to people. It's a sure-fire way to give many pieces of your heart away and only have a few of those gaps refilled, leaving aching chasms from where love has gone out and has not been returned. However, when I find myself in the company of sweet friends that I've made over the years, I'm reminded of how much it's worth it.

A friend of mine once shared this very short story with me called "The Most Beautiful Heart." I encourage you to have a quick read (it'll take 2 minutes... maybe 3 if you read slowly like me), but the overall message is that it's best to love and sustain the inevitable hurt rather than keep all that love to yourself. The love of others is a treasure... and love given to others is even more rewarding still.

Seek to give it away without expecting the same amount in return - that's what love is about. :)

Chasing Sun

Someone once said to me, "The only way I would run is if someone was chasing me." While that would be an excellent reason to book it quick time, running is actually something I use as an outlet for stress or sadness... and sometimes even fatigue. You might think that's strange, but the endorphin rush that follows a good run or workout can be AMAZING for the body, mind, and soul and can be so refreshing that it actually (whereas you might think it would drain your energy) wakes you up.

The other day, however, while I thought I had this great idea to go for a run to relieve some anxiety, what I  soon found out was that the universe had planted this idea in my brain and was conspiring to teach me a lesson.

I am ME.

One thing I've always been quite adept at is introspection. I'm always considering why I do, think, or feel a certain way; what is it that drives me; where my quirks come from; and why I react the way I do to different situations. And although I might not like all of it all the time, I accept that every little bit of my being adds up to the sum total of ME. So while I might be full of crazy-headed ideas and quirks and filled to the brim with mildly neurotic tendencies, at least I know who I am, and there's definitely something to be said for that.

When I was in middle school, as a punishment for certain minor infractions, we were forced to copy a self-esteem essay called I am me. This little gem of an essay is a complete load of horseshit and never helped me learn about who I am or how to appreciate myself. It just made me mad when I had to write it. What I'm talking about is real, true introspection - really getting to know who I am.

Lately, I've been faced with just that repeatedly, and reminders of my personality traits have come in the strangest forms: Observing a favorite insect, a movie trailer, and a movie review by my friend 2D. I'll explain them here - complete with pictures and video - and show you how I see glimpses of myself in all of these things.

I'd Rather Be Blogging

It has been 4 weeks since my last post. An entire month. I do not like that, but there is a reason for this. And now, without much further ado, here goes another random rambling from me, Stacie P. See, the story goes like this...