Thought of the day…

‪If your generosity comes with a price tag, you don’t understand the purpose of giving.
It is selfless, not selfish.
It is paid in thanks & that is reward enough.
When you start expecting more, that is when what you are doing becomes about your gain and not what you can do to make a difference in someone else’s life.
Generosity isn’t about power.
Generosity is about giving hope & comfort & strength to someone else.
It is from a place of love, not from a place driven by motive.
It is safe & it is pure.

You don’t have to be rich to be generous, you just need to understand that it stems from the heart.

“The heart that gives, gathers.” – Tao Te Ching

xoxo Natalie

A Good Heart These Days….

Sometimes all it takes is someone not having the decency to show some respect and treat you like a person to remind you that the things we thought were a good idea were rotten after all.

Not everyone will keep your feelings in mind when they need to the most. You can’t make chicken salad out of chicken sh*t and you can’t expect an a**hole to be anything but….no matter the thoughtful things said when nobody is around.

All these things were brought to mind as I:

  • Was walked from my job
  • Decided after 3 years to let someone in who I was afraid to allow past the wall I’d built around my feelings
  • Saw someone who could have been all of my yeses but who pushed me away and turned into all of the noes

Whilst each situation is totally different, they all came back to one thing – a good heart these days is hard to find (bless you Feargal Sharkey).

Have you ever had someone completely break your heart and yet you wish it was them who would put it back together? I battled with that feeling through each of those moments mentioned above even though I knew it wouldn’t/won’t happen. My ex workplace treated me like a pariah when I handed my resignation in, the person who I allowed in after 3 years has taken to ignoring me and the one who could’ve been all of my yeses continues to exist on a different planet to me where I’m but a mere tumbleweed in the background.

I’ve come to terms with the thought that I don’t hate those who have broken my heart, I don’t think I ever could. I’m disappointed and hurt and can’t comprehend some of what happened, but if I spent my energy hating, the emotion would consume me and I would be broken to a point where I would be accepting less. This way I am letting go and trying to just be. I’m doing things for me, I’m keeping my heart in mind and this way it gets better…in time. I can walk away knowing I didn’t tear others down going tit for tat and I was kind to my own heart and to theirs in the process.

The ex-work drama, whilst it still burns, is easier to accept as done and dusted. The feeling of betrayal and unresolved issues has dwindled because I know there will always be another job…a better job…a more fulfilling job.

As for the 3 year itch and the yay turned to nay….that’s harder to bear. Matters of the emotional heart often linger and I think always will.

However…..when you give your heart to a boy…more than likely he will crush it…why???

The difference between a boy and a man:

A man will look what he is facing in the eye. He won’t shy away from a challenge and he approaches what he wants head on. He’s willing to pick up the pieces and try and fix what may be broken. He’s not afraid because he’s secure in himself.

A boy will run and hide. He will take a crayon out of the box and press it so hard while he colors that he breaks it. He’ll then toss the crayon aside because he thinks it’s no use to him anymore.

If some boy has broken you, don’t despair. Always remember, broken crayons still color the same. A boy just doesn’t appreciate that the broken parts of us are what make us who we are. Never let some boy dull your vibrancy. He doesn’t know what he’s holding in his hands because he doesn’t understand…he’s still unsure of himself, therefore how can he be sure of you.

xoxo Natalie

An Open Letter To All Of My Vexes

My benefit of the doubt comes in limited quantities. I’m all for forgiving and seeing the good in people but there’s a point where it runs out….it gets harder to see the silver lining. 

Imagine it’s like my favorite piece of cheesecake, I’m willing to be accommodating at first and share a slice, but if you get greedy and think it’s always available no matter how many times you take my giving for granted….you’ll more than likely end up with a fork in the back of your hand than you will a piece of cheesecake in your mouth. 

I’ve found recently that I’ve had to battle moments like this in my work and personal life. In both instances I’ve been stumped. The only thing I’ve been left with is a sense of dismissal, disappointment and loss. 

I tried to forgive, I tried to forget, I tried to understand, all to no avail. 

It did get me thinking though…..

There’s only so much rejection a person can take:
Being made to feel unwanted.

Being made to feel unattractive. 

Being made to feel unwelcome. 

Being made to feel unneeded.

Being made to feel unaccomplished.

It begins to feel never-ending. 

Whether intentional or accidental, it’s heartbreaking.

You can be the strongest person & will probably continue to be a strong person, but it doesn’t mean you’re immune to the hurt.

And even though the hurt is like sandpaper and it polishes you to be a more resilient brilliant version of yourself, it still scratches parts of you away. 

The best thing you can do when facing your vexes is try and be the finest version of yourself that you can be. Because sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same. 

It is intimidating when you’re in a dark place, you feel like you’ve been buried…the truth is you’ve been planted. Learn from what’s happened. Grow. Don’t let the things that vex you stunt your growth. 


xoxo Natalie