Top 11 Life Mottos To Live By

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Howdy!

I’ve been thinking about writing this post for a while. It wasn’t until I saw fellow blogger, Lisa put up a post about her favorite life mottos that made me get my butt in gear to publish this!

Back in 2014, I really wanted to learn how to deal with life. I didn’t want to get started on anti-depressants, and still don’t honestly! I knew what I was doing, wasn’t the best. I had two big depression spells first was in 2010 and the other was late 2011 into early 2012 and at this point at my life, I was fine, but I always felt on edge. I remember being on the website Your Zen Life created by actress Teresa Palmer a lot. I read some of their self-love articles and they really helped me deal with some of my inner demons. I started to learn more about daily affirmations and somehow I managed how to control my patience, which still freaks out a number of my family members!

Blondie and I have adopted a similar way of using life quotes to our advantage. After she got out of a very abusive relationship, one of the things she did to help her find some comfort, was she wrote out different quotes in this small notebook she got after attending a college campus tour. We’ve decorated the back of our doors with quotes and song lyrics that really mean a lot to us in the past, and with doing this, it helped a lot because I was able to see the phrases in front of me on a daily basis and I constantly had them on my mind.

If you follow my blog’s Facebook page and been seeing the quotes I’ve posted on there for the past couple of weeks, this is the reason. Here are eleven different quotes and the stories of why I like to use them on a daily basis. Maybe some of them will inspire you to adopt them into your life.

Train your mind to see the good in every situation.

A few years ago, I found this thing on Pinterest that I was thinking about doing, and I mentioned it to my nana and somehow by the end of our visit, we ended making a promise we’d do it together. So instead of looking at your whole day and knit-picking at the negative stuff first, you’re suppose to select three good things that happened within your day and if you can find three things then you have an excuse to say it was a “good day” compared to what you usually say.

This is how I ended up finding this quote, because it was similar to the activity. After a while, you do start seeing the good in your day that maybe you didn’t before. I mean, you’re going to have bad days, but you don’t want to feel stuck in that pattern for days on end, so this is a good way to start anew.

Sometimes the best reaction, is no reaction at all.

It’s funny, this was the quote that inspired this post because as much as I like to use it on a daily basis, the one thing that it doesn’t work on is apparently basketball. Maybe it’s the papaw in me or something, but I have trained myself to not react to everything, except that!

I think the one thing that I still need to work on, is how to deal with my dad. Whenever my mom goes to work, I spend close to six hours with him and we know how to get on each other’s nerves pretty easily. And whenever he says something that I feel like I don’t need to reply back to, he will ask it anyways. So I’ve learned to select my battles and I try my best to not give him any kind of reaction at all.

Everything happens for a reason.

To a lot of a people, this will seem like a cliche quote to use, but I think it’s one of the most popular quotes ever.

Honestly I use it for probably the most random things ever! This actually comes in handy whenever I watch Jeopardy.  I’ve had a lot of things that I’ve watched on TV, mostly about art, books, food, history become categories on the show within a week later. I always find it both cool and weird whenever it happens.

Prove them wrong.

This one is just embed into my brain. I started using this one when I was very young, before it was a just a simple phrase I heard other people say out loud to me and somehow I ended up becoming that phrase. I like to prove people wrong with everything I do, it’s part of my disability vocabulary, and I still use on a daily basis.

Strive for progress than perfection.

I wish I knew about this one in school, especially when I was in elementary. As the “prove them wrong” was meant as a positive quote to say around, it also had a drawback to it. When I would take art classes, I would become this “amazement” to my teachers and the rest of the class. I was never teased for it, but I feel like I was my biggest bully to myself because as I got older, I started to really hate wanting to be perfect in whatever I did. It took many, many years to get myself out of that mindset, especially when it came to art.

You’ll do it when you’re ready.

This is a like a timeline on what’s going on throughout my life without even trying!

I think this can be taken in many ways. Right now I have a lot of ideas relating to my writer side. I want to branch out and share some of my knowledge and pieces to other websites, but I have a lot of self-doubt that comes with it. I can talk myself up to it only so far before my confidence fades. So a part of me has been writing, writing, writing as I’m trying to follow the advice of Lucy and have a different array of articles in my drafts, so when I do decide I’m truly ready, I can just pick and chose which ones to give out!

Be open to whatever happens next.

I found this quote, prior to the death of my papaw. I don’t know if this was my sign that something was coming, but I have been increasingly embracing this lesson. I think it’s a good idea, because I know you can’t prepare yourself for everything, even though I’ve become pretty good at attempting this. I usually try to say it in the mornings, and it’s been very helpful!

Perspective is everything.

Perspective really is everything to me, it keeps me grounded I think. I’m not as quick to judge things and people, thanks to this quote. I also like to use it when it comes to art too! I like trying to figure out what the artist was thinking about as they were doing the design in the first place. That’s why I usually like big canvases and abstract art!

You can’t change what’s going on around you, until you start changing what’s going on within you.

Oh, this was a new addition to my life and to this post. I found it back in mid-April, as I was scrolling through my dashboard on Pinterest! I thought it worked well with how I was dealing with life in general.

I am the one that everybody comes to for advice, or they did, and I’ve been used as distractions in the past. I’m fairly good at doing both, but it’s when people don’t want to be bothered with either situation, is when it can get a bit difficult. Now when it comes to help for myself, I’m scared to ask for it. I like my independence and hate the fact that I need extra guidance to get through life, so a part of me knows that if I want to get better, I’m going to have to accept this obstacle and basically hitch a ride and hope to God, there’s a light at the end of the tunnel.

Everything is a choice.

I think this is somewhat similar to “when you’re ready” and “perspective” quotes. They all go together with the same outlook, I mostly use them for my articles. I need to remind myself that everything I do is a choice, I don’t have to conform to what other people expect me to do, and if they don’t like it, I can take that piece and send it to another person or site and hopefully they’ll be more open to allow it.

Even the nicest people have their limits.

At first, I wasn’t going to add this quote, because I didn’t think it was like the others, but the more I thought about it and I realized why I wanted to write up this post in the first place, I figured out this was one of the most perfect quote/lesson to keep in mind.

I’m a fairly nice person, I don’t have any drama with people, I get along with most of the population. I’m not racist, homophobic, or anything of that nature. I’ll never really talk about these any subjects but I do have an issue with keeping other things, like serious topics locked up and they can swirl around in my head for many, many years without being discussed and I’m very been worried that one day, I’m just going to explode because somebody’s said the wrong thing to me and I’m going say something that’ll sound insulting and that’ll just break my heart.

So, in the future you might see some very brave posts that I feel need to be talked about on here, and hopefully I won’t sound too much like an asshole. I’m just tired of keeping my opinions to myself. This is your warning I guess to what could come on this blog in the next seven and a half months!

Are there any quotes that you love and keep nearby to remind you to keep going in life? What is your favorite quote ever?

The Heart What The Heart Wants

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I’ve been trying to find the words to this topic for a while, but it’s difficult to discuss with others. I am an aunt, but it’s with Blondie. No, I have another sister that not very many people know about because I’ve been quiet about the subject. I have only talked about her only two or three times. Even in those times, I didn’t go into full detail about her. I still might be a little bitter about meeting her back in 2011. After every year comes and goes, the day of her first visit with one of her friends is still pretty visible I lose track of the actual date, but it was pretty enjoyable. I was way too excited to meet her. My parents were nervous, especially my dad. They cleaned this house from top to bottom. When we heard somebody pull into the driveway, things began to slow down and after that I don’t remember much. I think without risking going into a deep hole I blocked majority of the day out.

She came over with her laptop showing us pictures and videos of her little boy, we’ll call “T” on here. I’m pretty sure I’ve shared the both of their names on here but as far talking about him now. I don’t like to post anybody’s children without their permission. So getting back to the beginning, I’ve known about him for a couple of years now. My mom and dad found her in the newspaper after he was born. They didn’t tell me his name but they said she had a baby boy. I thought it was strange to find out you had a sister a few years before, then find out you’re an aunt, meet her two years later and three days before you’re supposed to meet your nephew plans change and all contact is lost. I had kept in contact with her friend that came with her to the house, emailed her a couple of times, but like everything else we stopped talking to one another. I took it the hardest. My mom regrets having them come over to the house and while I was there with them. We actually had a connection and a deep one. It was just surreal of how fast things went off the track as it did. It was rough to not have that relationship that I’ve always wanted with an older sibling like Blondie had with me, but it was also tough to get through that Monday not being able to meet your own nephew.

I’m proud to say I think I’ve moved on from this. God can easily bring people into your life but he can also take them out and you just have to accept that maybe it’s for a good reason. I do have Blondie. I still remember during my freshman year (and she absolutely hated me for doing this) whenever I’d have a student play with me whenever they’d do like volleyball or something that I obviously couldn’t do in P.E. I used to talk about her all the time. I just doted her and thought she was an amazing person. I still do that’s why I still talk about her and the things she tries to do on here. She’s been back and forth on the whole kid talk. Years ago, she talked about adopting one from every region and already had a boy and girl name picked out. Now she doesn’t want kids. If I was to believe ego I’d say I’ll never get married or have kids like I’ve always wanted to. So I feel like if we never have kids, having a relationship with “T” would make things better. Of course. things don’t always work out that way. Who knows we both might have kids and everything will be okay. Maybe I’ll become somebody’s godmother too.

Until then though, I’ll be enjoying my time being single and childless.

Spring’s Paradise #2

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“Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.” – Virgil Kraft.

While everybody is talking about Coachella and fun it is to be there, I am having a good time with enjoying what God has created for us. My sister is so good to me! She knows how much I love when she takes pictures of things she goes with her friends at her school. Today, while I went to my nana’s and worked, well in of fairness, we both worked our butts off! We’re slowly running out of things to clean and organize. We have a few more things to do until we can finally say that, but by then something will have to be cleaned again. It’s a never-ending cycle but it’s not really a bad thing! It awakens my cleaning genie inside. It also works my body so like most people go to the gym, I just go to my nana’s and clean different areas of her house and try not to fall out of my wheelchair in the process. Today was a beautiful day regardless of the fact I didn’t get to go outside and visit with the cats, but the temperature was in the mid-70’s and it was the perfect spring, but almost summer weather.

I’ve spending the last probably thirty minutes talking to my sister, Blondie. She is the one who got to enjoy the beautiful spring day. Where she was, it was 77 degrees. She and her friends found this little park and they went exploring! Based on these pictures, it looks like a woods that was affected by the heavy rains we had earlier this week and last week. Nevertheless, the pictures she got are absolutely beautiful! Especially the one I’ve decided to start us off with, the pretty bird, just chilling and if the picture wasn’t so large you’d probably never know that there was even a bird there. He blends in with the background so well, that when I was editing the picture I didn’t want so much that it was take away the look of the picture as a whole, but the bird is in the center of the picture and needs to be recognized. Blondie was lucky to get such a good picture of it there.

1798003_278082795701722_6285833542413201103_nIt’s been a while since I’ve been out just walking in the woods. Actually, I kind of remembered doing it once and freaking out because of all the bugs that came around me. At that time, I was in Girl Scouts and we took a nature walk and we didn’t have a way for me to bring my electric wheelchair along with us, so we kind of improvised and was using a stroller. I think we used that from the time I was like five or six until I was 11 years old. After I had my surgeries, doing anything fun that involved speed wasn’t very ideal and luckily I agreed! Now that it’s spring and years since then, the bugs haven’t come out in full swing! I’ve seen a few flies here and there, but not a lot! In the summer, it’s kind of funny to have one fly around our faces and our dog ChiChi going insane with trying to catch it with her mouth. Not to get too disgusting here, but yes she has ate them in the past! Anyways, just looking at this picture I am thinking in my head, I would never be able to get my wheelchair through that part of the woods with all of the tree limbs down.

I like the mess of the woods. I don’t exactly know why I do, but it’s a beautiful mess! It’s so untamed and calm, until a tree branch breaks because of the imagine weight that plopped on top of it. That’s one of the things that I don’t exactly like about woods. If there wasn’t very many tees around you would be able to kind of see what’s out there and those noises would be less freaky! At least in my head, they would be! I like this little pond and the bright green speck of grass nearby while the rest of the grass is brownish. Speaking of that, when my dad was taking me over to my nana’s I saw this house that has this big Christmas like tree in the middle of their yard. It’s full and large but the ground was just yellow. Not specks of green anywhere in this yard. It looked like somebody had spilled a few buckets of yellow paint on the grass. It was so weird and neat at the same time! When we got up to the house, my dad groaned about the fact he needs to mow because quote, “the yard looks horrible.” They have a bunch of wild onions growing in the front and back yard. I think it looks fine. I mean, the grass doesn’t look that bad. It’s certainly not yellow or brown. The onions are what bug him the most honestly.

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I love this picture. I think the tree looks very interesting, but then again I find almost everything I come into contact with interesting anymore. Something about this time makes me think of the Mad Hatter from the Alice In Wonderland movie. The one with Johnny Depp. His hair was crazy and everywhere. I kind of feel like it was having a bad hair day, even though it’s bald. As you can see none of these trees have leaves on them yet. There are a lot of trees in town that still don’t have leaves yet. One of my nana’s bushes in the “side” yard has very small leaves. I noticed them when my dad was pushing me up the ramp to go inside the house. On Friday, when I posted those other pictures of my neighborhood, the picture of the tree branches everywhere. What I was really trying to get was all three of them and hopefully get a clear look at the middle one, because it has small leaves growing on it but the other two don’t. I just noticed that in this picture, in the background there are a couple of trees there that have bloomed early this year. They’re early birds!

I feel very lucky to feel at ease with the nature and the new season. I have always loved looking outside my windows during long car rides and just sit and wonder about what’s out there. I love looking at pictures of woods and wondering about how old the trees really are and just feel the calmness of the area as a whole. Maybe my body and mind is embraced part of my Native American heritage as I get older. I’m certainly feeling something that’s for sure! It’s kind of like when an artist or somebody viewing an artist’s artwork. Others can look at it and see nothing special about it and think it’s weird. People like me, who are artists, we tend to see things in different ways. We create things in different ways as well. Looking at a photo of something like a tree or drawing anything with full structure is complicated to explain about how you can see it. We as artists also have a difficult time accepting beauty of our artwork. I’m sure photographers have the same problem as if we look at a picture and say to ourselves, “well, it’s good, but is it enough? Will people understand it?” When I do my artwork I constantly ask myself these questions. By the time you’ve finished with your product that thought is still there, but sometimes your mind says to you, “why do you care about what others think of it?” It’s all about the perspective of the finished product. Everybody has their own idea. It’s a good thing when others don’t exactly get what you’re doing. It usually just want to see more. That’s why I constantly look out my window and look at the trees passing by. I want more.