Inspired on a sunday #5

Sundays are for laziness and to be filled with what makes us feel good, full and alive.

Sundays are made to be inspired.

This video doesn’t make me fill good. But for sure it helped comforting my decisions of avoiding these fast fashion brands. For ethical reasons. To be honest I bought H&M products recently. Because it was cheap and quick. It was the first time I bought something in more than a year. Yes, living in a poor remote country forces you to review your shopping ambition. I had already done a good length of the way of reducing buys but it’s been more radical since I’m in Malawi. No shops, no money and… no “need” to buy. I am not missing it, and whenever I’m feeling down my answer isn’t shopping anymore. I realized how unfulfilling it was. And I am not less happy, no more as well. But travelling out of a (ok, two) backpack, since a year just simplified my life. And gave me a new lookout on our consumption society. This video confirmed my feeling, I thought you’d like to have a look.

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Inspired on a sunday #3

Sundays are for laziness and to be filled with what makes us feel good, full and alive.

Sundays are made to be inspired.

I have, and I am still, been struggling a lot with doing what I want. Really want. Doing at all to be honest. I am much of a thinker, a dreamer and thought-wanderer and I used not to be a doer. I’ve been saying for years I want to write. Not really doing it. Not committing to anything. Drawing, travelling, doing yoga. I was thinking about it. A lot. Not acting. For many reasons, fears, social acceptation, laziness as well. It changed – a bit – with one of the worst and more interesting experiences of my life and Caisey Neistat videos. I started understanding what is it to be a do-er.

Caisey inspired me on this. Acting. He often says that a great idea is nothing without action. Do. So I got more into the doing part of things. Kicking my bum to do. But some things seemed so out of my reach that I wouldn’t give it a try. Oh, I had glimpse of energy and took action over some of my dream. But always stopped after a few trial, days or even hours. Because someone would tell me I’m unrealistic, because I remember words of being “not enough”, “not talented”, because I start comparing myself to other. Unreachable goals.

I ended up doing nothing and living in my dream. And I read again and again about motivation, taking action, believing in myself and it’s an endless circle. Until I discovered this, this week. A video by the very inspirational Caisey Neistat.

Do what you can’t. Because you’ll do it. You could fail but you could succeed. And it goes far beyond this. So just watch it. And do what you can’t.

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Inspired on a Sunday #1

Sundays are for laziness and to be filled with what makes us feel good, full and alive.

Sundays are made to be inspired.

I have had blogs since I started using internet. Many different ones, this one is – at least – my 8th one. And I have always admired online consistency. It is so easy to just create yourself again and erase what you don’t want to be anymore. But what you once were is part of what you are. And the first person who inspired me to be me, fully me and opened is Nirrimi.

Nirrimi is a photographer, a mama, a writer, an artist and a beautiful soul. She writes on Fire&Joy, her blog and shares pictures on instagram and much, much more. She shares her flaws and fears, her joys and pains. And her fantastic way to look at the world. She inspires me to be myself. To let my inner creativity express.
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Awakening

Closed eyes

It was like waking up. A woke up that took a very, very long time. Slightly brutal and and fiercely soft. Suddenly I realized I could move. I wasn’t (anymore?) in one of those weird dreams where you try to catch a train but you can’t run fast enough, and the platform is never ending. Suddenly it was reality. I could get up and do things. But it also meant that I had to adventure myself out of warm sheet and dreams where I could just let myself float. It was frightening and exciting.

Awaking to life was long. And short. I wouldn’t be able to tell when it started exactly. As you can’t say when you really woke up. Not that I wasn’t living before. But it was like opening my eyes and catch a ray of sun, feel the sheets around my legs and the fresh air on my skin. I was living, yes. But like when you wake up you realize you’re awake. My awakening made me conscious of my life.

And knowing I was alive changed my perspectives. I was free, becauseI knew I was. The chances for me to exist as myself were very, very, very low. But I was. And by awaking I went from existing to living. I grabbed my reality and started to create it. I took my freedom and started shaping my life. This is just the beginning. This is my journey.

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