We all have a destiny, we just have to find it
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We have to make a lot of decisions in a lifetime. Some of those decisions may be difficult to accept. The unknown is scary, too scary. This may result getting you out of your comfort zone, taking a step... theoretically... into the dark. Elder Uchdorf really emphasizes this: "There are times when we have to step into the darkness of faith, confident that God will place solid ground underneath our feet when we do." I think of the times I want to swim in a lake. It looks refreshing and I know I'll enjoy it, but when I take a step into the icy cold water, I pull back. It's too cold, perhaps I don't need to swim. But I want to, so I take another step. Perhaps the water is still freezing and almost unbearable, but I keep walking until my body starts to warm up and adjust. Before I know it, I'm swimming in the lake, enjoying the refreshing water with the sun over my head. I had to step into the cold water to experience the good part. For this circumstance, I had to take a step into the dark to see the light. The dark is a scary place, I will admit, I am twenty years old and still have a fear of the dark. My vivid imagination tends to give thoughts of all sorts of things lingering in there, hiding in places I can't see. Sometimes, it's easier just to run through the dark and hope to get to my safe haven before the fingers in the dark pull me away. By the time I reach that 'safe haven' though, my eyes have adjusted and I realize it wasn't as big of a deal as I made it to be. Swimming through the lake is still freezing, but after a while, it warms up and feels nice. Walking through the dark may seem terrifying for a moment, but when your eyes adjust, you see the steps you have taken provided a path for you to follow. If you are afraid to take a step into the dark, just know the power of prayer will give you the comfort and guidance you need to reach your destination. It will all be worth it in the end.
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This post is a little different than the past ones. It's a difficult time right now, a lot of people are facing cabin fever, tragedy, but worst of all, the grip of fear. Please don't be afraid my friends, fear is not from God and I can testify of that, if you hold on with Faith, I promise you that you will make it through this. While trying to come up with a poem or a story to present, I came across the inspiration of a pantomime. As an actor, Pantomime has never been a favorite, but that inspiration was replaying so strongly in my head, I knew I had to present it. It is called 'Isolation', I will give a brief explanation of the pantomime below: Isolation There will be troubling times when you will feel like you are trapped in a box with nowhere out, perhaps the only escape is by the bright screens of our electronics or the stinging pains of our inner thoughts. We are given the key for our escape, but when fear keeps us trapped in a box we don't desire to be in, we return back to our default escape, our phones. Please don't let the news, social media or the television keep you inside your box when the key is right at your fingertips. Go out and breathe, feel the fresh air your spirit desires and open your eyes of what is outside that box you've been trapped in. Patience is hard sometimes. Things happen, events come up, obstacles get in the way, it leaves us with a trial of our patience and even our faith. This particular test has been mentioned in many talks I have read and listened to. One particular speaker: Elder Dieter F Uchdorf in his talk Continue in Patience, used this example that was able to truly help me understand how patience is not just waiting for something. A quick explanation of the marshmallow test. A group of children were asked to sit alone in a room with a marshmallow. They can eat it, but if they waited fifteen minutes, they would receive a second marshmallow. 'Some ate it almost immediately." Elder Uchdorf explained in his talk: "others could only wait just a few minutes before giving into temptation" and "by the end, only thirty percent of the children could wait". 30% Perhaps these are just children, but replace that marshmallow with your own desires. Perhaps it is waiting for things to settle, for money to just fall in your hands, to get away from a serious addiction, waiting for the right person to be your future spouse, for your joy to come back from its long absence. I can give many examples, but I think you know what I mean. Stop just waiting for it. Patience is more than waiting. There is a reason why you don't have it now. You are supposed to learn something from it, to grow and when you are ready, 'The time will come'. In another talk by Elder Ulisses Soares in Take Up Our Cross, he says "We must acknowledge that He is aware of each of us and of our needs. It is also necessary to accept the fact that the Lord's timing is different than ours. Sometimes we seek for a blessing and set a time limit for the Lord to fulfill it. We cannot condition our faithfulness to Him by imposing upon Him a deadline for the answers to our desires... We need to trust the Lord enough to be still and know that He is God, that He knows all things, and that He is aware of each of us." I couldn't explain that any better. Elder Uchdorf and Elder Soares really explain the true potential of the power of patience. To have patience is to have diligence, to persistently improve ourselves so that when the time comes, we will be ready. Perhaps it won't be when we feel like we are ready, but when Heavenly Father feels like we are ready. It may be hard, but take that time to strengthen yourself, take that time to further understand why he is having you wait. Don't sit still and wait for it, that is doing nothing. Actively move on and when the time is right. You will receive your second marshmallow. Perhaps what you need is a slap in the face with that very marshmallow. I certainly got one, as I have been anxiously waiting for an important moment in my life to just fall into place. But it hasn't, and I know it won't for a while. Although it's difficult to sink in, I know if I keep serving as I am and trying to grow and strengthen myself that the time will come and it will be glorious. I have understood that it will be more worth it if I patiently endure than if I sat on my hands and waited for the moment to come. Or, instead of sitting on my hands, jumping to it too soon and it falls into disaster. The Time Will Come. Those four words seem to repeat in my head quite often, and if you are struggling with something that is nagging on your patience, keep your focus on the Savior. It is the Lord's timing, not yours. There is a reason for everything. Be strong, hold tight, take the time to strengthen yourself and it will come. It will come when the time is right. Have you ever committed to something you didn't feel qualified for?
You find yourself overthinking, trying to study really hard, sometimes even freezing up when it gets overwhelming. Several months ago, I turned in an application to be a panelist for a fantasy and science fiction convention called LTUE or Life the Universe and Everything. Like the many scholarships I had turned in the past and got denied, I was expecting another disappointment. I talked to authors who told me the difficulty of becoming a panelist in the conference and how you have know certain people to get in, and so on. I still felt like I could do a workshop or a panel, especially if it had something to do with character development, writing plots, basically anything to do with writing. I was overjoyed when I found out I got accepted as a panelist, but it was on the one thing that was on the bottom of my list. Map Making. I have made maps, I have drawn them, experimented, but this wasn't just about how to make a map. It was the History of it. As it neared closer and I received the questions that were going to be asked, I suddenly felt like I was no longer qualified for such a panel. The panelists consisted of a professional cartographer who makes maps for a living and an author who has written for thirty years. How could I qualify for something like that!? I felt intimidated and anxious on participating in something like this. I studied, I studied hard, but I just wasn't fully understanding how some of the tools in History worked, or how the log and line worked. I needed visuals, understandings. I needed to do it myself to know what it was about. It was like back in school again, except with all my studying, I still didn't feel like this 'test' was going to pass for me. You know what helped me? The influence and support of others. My dad, my sister, my friends, they all were able to help me understand that I was chosen for this panel because of what I knew. But I'm sure the other panelists probably know what I know too and then some! And then I met a young woman who confirmed to me that I was more qualified for this than I thought. She said: "You are a missionary. That is what makes you different than the others. You have the Book of Mormon that has plenty of examples of how they saw their world and the maps that they had to make. They don't have that kind of knowledge as much as you understand it." And she was right! I am a missionary! I didn't even think how my missionary work could contribute to something not related to the Gospel. But I did, I incorporated the geography of the Book of Mormon in the panel. Sure, it wasn't doctrine, just the simple facts, but it caught peoples attention. I came across one man who said that he looked me up and found out I was a missionary, he thought it was so cool that I had such an opportunity to express what I knew in Map-Making still as a missionary. It was a good panel. It turned out, I was able to say things that I knew, even if it was just the simplistics. Some of them just wanted to know how to make a map while others wanted the more complicated details that the cartographer or the 30 years published author could explain. I made little jokes that made them laugh like "Rivers don't go uphill" and talking about passing a one sentence town for the reason of saying this: "This is a nice town... wasn't it?". But in order for me to have the confidence enough to do such a panel was the very reason of my friends and family. If Heavenly Father created you to figure things out entirely on your own, you wouldn't be sitting here reading this post. There are billions of people out there, and several of them have influenced you in your life in some way or another. Heavenly Father did not want Adam to be alone, because man was not destined to be. So he gave him Eve. Man was not made to be lonely. My sister gave me moral support, this woman that I met in the hall told me what I needed to hear. Without them, I would be timidly explaining things at a table. Don't think that your life needs to be entirely independent, that nobody can help you. We are all here for each other. When you receive those moments of discouragement, you don't have to endure it entirely alone. Allow others to help you, perhaps let them give you a different perspective, a supporting hand, a moment of comfort. It doesn't matter what you are going through, Rivers don't go uphill because they don't have the ability to do so, but you do. The journey is always going to be uphill, but we don't need to hike up that grueling hill all by ourselves. There are others who are willing to hold your hand and help you up it. That extra hand can be anyone, it can be a family member, a friend, a stranger, and often times, it can be our Savior Jesus Christ. Don't travel alone, that's not part of the journey. That's not part of the destiny that is placed for you. Hold tight, the plan through this mortal life is marvelous, but it shouldn't be traveled alone. There is often something that especially young adults struggle with. We get so caught up with a fear of commitment. Perhaps going on a trip to Europe would be fun, but you might be missing something at home because you were away. You might want to serve a mission but might miss several events during those two years you serve. There are endless examples I can give that show what we often struggle with committing to. As a young adult, I am one of many who struggle with it myself. I attended an amazing Devotional from Elder D Todd Christofferson where he spoke of commitments. If you haven't watched, please do. Here is the link for it: https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/live-broadcasts?lang=eng In this conference, he quotes from his wife: "You can't have everything, where would you put it?" Marriages, colleges, even just simple choices to go somewhere has become suddenly avoided, that intense fear of committing to something. Elder Christofferson explained that if we avoid choices because of the fear of missing other opportunities, we will suddenly realize that we are missing all of the opportunities. The choices you make will bring you further joy and happiness, but like Sister Christofferson said, "you can't have everything". Yes, every choice we make will put an impact on our future lives, but Elder Christofferson explained that "Unless you make a choice, your life will be erratic". Life doesn't just give you everything exactly like you expected. Get married, find what you love, put your foot into doors and move on with life. Don't wait for the perfect moment or the perfect spouse. You would have to be perfect yourself if you are to find the perfect spouse. And that follows along with the next fear that he mentioned. The fear of the sacrifice entailed. You will need to make sacrifices, but man, if you are making sacrifices for good things, that will lead you to a life filled with joy that you can't even imagine. I was going to sacrifice eighteen months to serve a proselyting mission, but when I was honorarily released, I felt all of those sacrifices were in vain. But they weren't because I was still able to do what I desired. And that was to serve the Lord. With everything I have told you about finding your destiny, there is one thing that will center our path. The love and atonement of Jesus Christ. It is almost the end of the year and we are topping it off with the celebration of what brought love and joy first into our life. I read an article that mentioned that we would not have Christmas without Easter, otherwise it would just be an ordinary birth, but because of what He did later, His birth is just as glorious. We celebrate it so much, it is the biggest birthday party in the world, the biggest celebration, the most joyous part of the year. So as we celebrate Christ's birthday, we may have wishes for a present, dreams for the upcoming year, praises for our brother Jesus Christ. Our dreams will continue on, guiding us through life, but often times, our dreams may not go the way we expected them to go. With the beauty of Christ, he can guide us to the path that our Father in Heaven provides that we may not expect. So I would like to share you a story. You may have heard of it, you may have not, but I would encourage you to read through and ponder the many lessons that can be taught through this: The Tale of the Three Trees Once upon a mountain top, three little trees stood and dreamed of what they wanted to become when they grew up. The first little tree looked up at the stars and said: “I want to hold treasure. I want to be covered with gold and filled with precious stones. I’ll be the most beautiful treasure chest in the world!” The second little tree looked out at the small stream trickling by on its way to the ocean. “I want to be traveling mighty waters and carrying powerful kings. I’ll be the strongest ship in the world!” The third little tree looked down into the valley below where busy men and women worked in a busy town. “I don’t want to leave the mountain top at all. I want to grow so tall that when people stop to look at me, they’ll raise their eyes to heaven and think of God. I will be the tallest tree in the world.” Years passed. The rain came, the sun shone, and the little trees grew tall. One day three woodcutters climbed the mountain. The first woodcutter looked at the first tree and said, “This tree is beautiful. It is perfect for me.” With a swoop of his shining axe, the first tree fell. “Now I shall be made into a beautiful chest. I shall hold wonderful treasure!” the first tree said. The second woodcutter looked at the second tree and said, “This tree is strong. It is perfect for me.” With a swoop of his shining axe, the second tree fell. “Now I shall sail mighty waters!” thought the second tree. “I shall be a strong ship for mighty kings!” The third tree felt her heart sink when the last woodcutter looked her way. She stood straight and tall and pointed bravely to heaven. But the woodcutter never even looked up. “Any kind of tree will do for me,” he muttered. With a swoop of his shining axe, the third tree fell. The first tree rejoiced when the woodcutter brought her to a carpenter’s shop. But the carpenter fashioned the tree into a feedbox for animals. The once beautiful tree was not covered with gold, nor with treasure. She was coated with sawdust and filled with hay for hungry farm animals. The second tree smiled when the woodcutter took her to a shipyard, but no mighty sailing ship was made that day. Instead, the once strong tree was hammered and sawed into a simple fishing boat. She was too small and too weak to sail on an ocean, or even a river; instead, she was taken to a little lake. The third tree was confused when the woodcutter cut her into strong beams and left her in a lumberyard. “What happened?” the once tall tree wondered. “All I ever wanted was to stay on the mountain top and point to God...” Many, many days and night passed. The three trees nearly forgot their dreams. But one night, golden starlight poured over the first tree as a young woman placed her newborn baby in the feedbox. “I wish I could make a cradle for him,” her husband whispered. The mother squeezed his hand and smiled as the starlight shone on the smooth and the sturdy wood. “This manger is beautiful,” she said. And suddenly the first tree knew he was holding the greatest treasure in the world. One evening a tired traveler and his friends crowded into the old fishing boat. The traveler fell asleep as the second tree quietly sailed out into the lake. Soon a thundering and thrashing storm arose. The little tree shuddered. She knew she did not have the strength to carry so many passengers safely through with the wind and the rain. The tired man awakened. He stood up, stretched out his hand, and said, “Peace.” The storm stopped as quickly as it had begun. And suddenly the second tree knew he was carrying the king of heaven and earth. One Friday morning, the third tree was startled when her beams were yanked from the forgotten woodpile. She flinched as she was carried through an angry jeering crowd. She shuddered when soldiers nailed a man’s hands to her. She felt ugly and harsh and cruel. But on Sunday morning, when the sun rose and the earth tremble with joy beneath her, the third tree knew that God’s love had changed everything. It had made the third tree strong. And every time people thought of the third tree, they would think of God. That was better than being the tallest tree in the world. The next time you feel down because you didn’t get what you want, sit tight and be happy because God is thinking of something better to give you. So just think of how you can allow Christ into your journey, especially as you celebrate Christmas this year. It will be a glorious new year as we make new goals and continue to improve ourselves. Merry Christmas! What I have here is a leaf. It's not a very pretty leaf, but that sketch book it is sitting on is bigger than 9 X 12". It turned up at random while walking to the bus, a massive leaf amidst other leaves no bigger than an apple. Of course I had to pick it up! To some, it might be an ugly large leaf that will eventually crumple up and whither like the other leaves, but I didn't see it like that. It made me smile, it fascinated me. I imagined pressing it and painting a beautiful mural on it, just so this ugly large leaf can become a beautiful painting from something God had created. Appreciate the little things in life. We can be so mopey and upset about all of our struggles and trials and feel like nothing is turning out, but perhaps there is something that you can appreciate. Perhaps Murphy's law has left you missing the bus, then getting locked out of the office because you forgot your pass and then getting rained on when you forgot your umbrella and your paperwork for that day gets soaked. Perhaps you finally get in the building and you trip on a cord between the cubicles and then your boss has you meet him in his office for that paperwork. Although that paperwork is sitting on your desk trying to dry along with your sopping wet shoes. You just want to blow up because everything is turning in a disaster! What a terrible day. And I bet you, you have all had a day like that. I have. Let's back track though. That bus you missed got a flat tire and everyone on that bus were an hour late to their assignments. You were only fifteen minutes late taking the next bus. A gentleman trying to get into the same building let you in where you could approach the front desk and get a temporary pass, they were patient with you and you were able to come inside without any more complications. Your boss understood the situation and asked for the paperwork when it dries later and even though your shoes are sopping wet, it's a fair excuse to walk around the office barefoot. How fun is that?! Whether you like to actually walk around barefoot or not, this is just an example about how much we tend to miss the good moments of the day. It's easy to recognize it when the entire day is full of it, but when everything seems to be going downhill, there is always going to be a pretty stone you'll find on the way down as well. A compliment, a pretty or fascinating keepsake, someone does something nice for you, someone understands, I can keep going, but I think you get the point. Bad days aren't always entirely a terrible terrible day of nothing good happened to you at all. To help you understand what little things you can look for that make you happy, let me tell you a few little things that makes me happy: -Giant leaves -Revolving doors -Walking around barefoot -Belting songs when I'm alone -Finding a perfect curl in my hair -Receiving a compliment So I would encourage you, whether you are having a hard time or not, notice the little things that fascinate you, that make you happy. Perhaps when a bad days slips into your life, I hope you can be able to find the little things that could make the day even a tiny bit better. If you literally cannot think of anything that was good for that day, think of it that that day was there to help you appreciate those good days better. Because without a bad day, how can we appreciate a good one when there is nothing to compare it to? It gets you thinking, because the little things can be just as big of an impact to you as the big events that happen to you as well. That's just how our journey in life goes, finding joy in even the smallest of things. For those who don't know what a Basket case is, it's a term for people who are a mess of emotions. A lot of times, it's difficult to get someone to calm down once they've reached the basket case stage, everything had built up so much, it is no longer controllable. They merely just want to bawl in a bathroom stall alone until they calm down, which can range between ten minutes to several days. So my message is, if you are ever a basket case, don't hide it. There are people out there who are willing to help you, even if you think nobody is out there. Feeling lonely or not, there is always going to be someone to help you, even if it seems the only person who CAN help you is Heavenly Father. He will always be there to help you when times are hard, he doesn't want you to be so caught up in emotions that you can't even function any more. Like I have explained in previous posts, joy is knowing that Heavenly Father is there for you. If you are in a pickle right now, just take a little bit of trust in the Lord, allow him to guide you and help you if you allow him to. He will provide the joy even in the hardest of times. If you know someone is having a hard time, pray for them, ask for extra help for them, but also for you so that you may be able to help them with the best of your ability. Let them know that they don't have to face it alone, even if it has to be their brother Jesus Christ. It's going to continue to go up hill, but that doesn't mean the uphill needs to be miserable. It can be a joyous hill. So pay attention to yourself and to those around you. Notice when you see things going wrong in yourself or others, find help, be the help, ask for help. Let's try to avoid being a basket case. What is best than to have everlasting joy? I get it, it always seems to be uphill, trudging through trials and tribulation through a life that can easily be seen as unhappy, as miserable, as something nobody understands. That doesn't mean the beauty of joy shouldn't exist between that. Over the last couple of days I have had the opportunity to listen to the Church of Jesus Christ General Conference, and let me tell you. It was amazing! It doesn't matter if you are part of this religion or not, it provides a form of inspiration that you will never forget. While I noticed many themes within the many speakers of this conference, there is one particular subject that I would like to just bring up to everyone. I think you already know what it is. Joy. When I found out I could not serve a teaching mission I have felt so strong about, I didn't receive the confusion and misery that would be expected when it seemed my hopes and dreams were crushed. Although I did feel a lot of confusion later, I was blessed with a peace and understanding in my heart. I came to work with a smile on my face and although it hurt to talk about what happened, it seemed that it was meant to happen. Heavenly Father had a plan for me, perhaps the mission he had told me I needed to serve was something else. Many people were confused, unsure why I was still smiling, why I still had a skip in my step and claiming that I was okay. I will admit, I did cry the night I found out, I did have moments trying to rethink the life I thought I had planned. But between all that, I felt the empowering beauty of joy. Joy is there. Joy can even exist after a death. I know it's a tender subject, but how beautiful is it to know that whoever passed away has completed their journey and are joyfully returning to their father in Heaven just like we will when we are finished with this mortal life. Although it may be sad for the loss of a loved one, to know that you won't get to see them for a long time, you know they are in a happy place in Heaven, and you will get to see them again. Joy is everywhere. Every trial has a reason, every moment strengthens you and takes you on an adventure that brings obstacles that may get in the way. We did not come to this earth to have misery, we came because "Adam fell that men might be; and men are, that they might have joy." (2 Nephi 2:25). We have a beautiful destiny ahead of us filled with obstacles, trials, sickness, love, knowledge, affliction, but most of all, it is filled with joy. Please know your life is valued. That is why you are are here on this earth, you hold an important part in this world that nobody else could fulfill. Your personality, your love, your seeking to be a better individual, we need you. It may be hard right now, but God didn't put you on this earth to be miserable. He came because he wanted you to have joy. So enjoy the tender mercies, the love, the joy that others may bring you. Appreciate the moments that made you smile, the moments that were hard but helped you learn a powerful lesson, the moments that you felt peace. God loves you. Joy can be entirely from just knowing that. So as I close up with this post, I would just like to encourage one thing if you haven't already done it. I would encourage you to watch General Conference. I will provide a link below to watch it. If your time does not allow to watch all four sessions, allow me to tell you some of the talks that inspired me to speak to you about the beauty of joy. I do know our destiny is personalized to us, and that God has given us the pure joy and love of Christ. While we continue to grow and learn, He will always be there to provide joy for us if we allow ourselves to let Him in. Here is the links for the sessions/talks: Saturday Sessions: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-6qqcQNjQI Sunday Sessions: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oz_Xkb_x_K8 Dieter F Uchdorf: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GYt6hZraglI D Todd Budge: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3I0xt-XFr9o D Todd Christopherson: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKjWiNhkNVI Terence W Vinson: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MbHOFF_CI1Y Reyna J Aburto: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FIgCjjDdsHs This weeks article has everything to do with finding a balance between the work and giving yourself a mental break. I would like to start with a scripture from the Book of Mormon in Mosiah 4:27 27 And see that all these things are done in wisdom and order; for it is not requisite that a man should run faster than he has strength. And again, it is expedient that he should be diligent, that thereby he might win the prize; therefore, all things must be done in order. God does not want you to suffer, he doesn't want you to feel miserable for doing his work. Today I was sitting in sacrament meeting when the speaker explained (and I paraphrase this) that "God may have you run faster than you thought you could, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't have a break." Breathe. That is something that I'm still learning today is it's not necessary to run on hyper speed twenty-four-seven. Take breaks, breathe for a moment, then get back to work. That's where keeping a balance comes along, allowing the spirit to guide you to know when it is best to keep going and when you need a few minutes to breathe. Take as many breaks as you need, just know, the work that you do no matter if your a member of the church, a missionary or even just at your job, it's okay to give yourself a moment and take a deep breath. This is a fair reason why I have failed to write in my blog over the last couple of weeks. My weekends, the days I'm supposed to breathe, have been cram packed with other things, not allowing me to do the things that allow me to breathe. Writing in this blog is a breather for me, not a burden. A couple of weeks ago I caught a silly cold. I'm grateful to be blessed with good health, but this cold happens about every single year around the same time. During school, I sucked it up; during work, I sucked it up. I hate to be miserable, so I pretend that I'm okay. And that's not okay. I came into service with my cold and almost instantly, everyone told me that I needed to go home. I refused at first because I had things to do, I had to train a new Elder on Churchofjesuschrist.org, I had other assignments to fulfill, emails to send out, things to prepare. When someone told me that they could train the Elder if I had to go home, I realized how much they were willing to work with me if I could take care of my body first. So finally, after nearly twenty years of my life, I realized that I needed to take care of my body first. I realized that my strength was minimal, and trying to get those tasks done amidst being miserable, my cold would have lasted me much longer than just a few days. For the mental reasoning to take care of myself, I took the next day off as well and when I felt well enough the following day, I went straight back to work with a clear mind. Nevertheless, it caught up to me again. So this weekend, I didn't plan a lot. I spent my Saturday in a sweatshirt and jeans and I revised my story, went out to lunch with some friends, watched a movie with my sister and went to choir practice. So today, while I sat in Sacrament meeting, when the Speaker talked about 'running faster than one has strength', I realized that working hard, does not mean working harder than I have strength. I realized that it's okay to breathe and take a break. Do things you enjoy, if you decide that you don't have time for something that you enjoy, it means that you aren't giving yourself enough breathing space. I do the work, and I work during the hours I say, and when I get home, I do what I can to breathe such as watching a show or writing in my book. Breaks are just as important as the work. So don't run faster than you have strength, and if you are running faster than you thought you could, take breaks. Taking care of yourself is more important than working to a mental breakdown. Breathe. |
Kaylee CasuttI have been writing for over eight years now and have been both building to publish my first book and serve as a service-missionary of The Church Of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Everything I write will contribute to the journey destined I have been striving to find and build. Archives
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