I’m heading out to Parris Island for boot camp. See you in 13 weeks!
I’m heading out to Parris Island for boot camp. See you in 13 weeks!
I found out yesterday that I could be leaving as soon as Monday for boot camp. I’ve been put on stand by, so the chances of me actually leaving are about 50/50. I was going to set up a queue before I left, but since my ship date has been pushed forward two weeks, I’m not sure if I’ll have the time.
Just thought I’d give everyone a heads up, incase I suddenly disappear from your dash in the next couple days.
This is such a good question!
I honestly think my fascination with hands, is derived from my fascination with people. I’m an avid people watcher and I enjoy trying to decode others’ actions. I love that hands can express what the face does not. It’s frighteningly easy to put on a mask and conceal our true feelings. I’ve found that if you really want to know how someone truly feels, watch their hands. Whether they are tightly clasped together, fidgeting with an object, or confidently placed on their hip, hands are constantly communicating to the world.
I also think that hands contain immeasurable power and control. They have the ability to create or destroy, to love or wound. They allow you to connect the world and more importantly people. As someone who loves through touch, it’s the simple gestures that mean the most: a high five, holding someone around the waist, a pat on the back, a gentle caress of the cheek, or even just holding hands.
I could go on and on. Hands are the best.
I’ll now be around until the end of July.
Originally I was suppose to leave for Parris Island this week, for bootcamp, but my ship date has been pushed back. It’s a bittersweet realization. On one hand this means more time with the ones I love, but I’m also so ready to start this next journey.
Oh well, I’m sure these two months will fly by.
Oh goodness, I get inspiration from anything and everything.
The texture of worn denim. Hearty laughs. That magnetic draw between two people. The smell of freshly squeezed lemons. Navajo textiles. Natural sunlight seeping into rooms. Raw human emotion. Movie soundtracks. Hands drifting softly over skin. The ever-changing weather. The body in motion. The feeling of wind against my face. Vulnerability. People coming together. Good-natured teasing, playfulness. Public displays of affection. Ticking stripes. Messy bed sheets. Airports. Reclaimed wood furniture. Bravery. The first signs of a new season. Freckled skin. Songs that make everyone dance. Handwritten letters. Masculinity. Childlike wonder.
I just wanted to give a quick life update on some upcoming changes. At the beginning of the year, I enlisted into the Marine Corps Delayed Entry Program. In three weeks, I will be shipping out to Parris Island, South Carolina, for bootcamp.
For thirteen weeks I will be away from tumblr. I might set up a queue during the months I’m away, but I haven’t totally made up my mind yet. Hopefully, I’ll return to Modern Hepburn at the end of August.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask. My inbox is now completely cleared.
Hope you’re enjoying your Monday,
I’m a Spontaneous Idealist
I find strength in hands. Like words, they have the power to build someone up or completely tear them apart. Just think of all the things you do with your hands every day; all the enjoyable or mundane tasks you need your hands for. There are so many great feelings associated with hands. Imagine these sensations - kneading dough, a pen firmly grasped writing furiously, your hands running through someone’s hair, fingertips dancing across piano keys, reaching out and intertwining hands with a loved one. Thinking about all the actions hands can perform is inspiring.
Hands tell a story. They have the ability to reveal such intimate parts of a person, if others took the time to notice. Whether your hands are callused, perfectly manicured , scared, adorned with jewels, or covered in dirt, they are speaking to the world.
People don’t determine your worth.
Your body doesn’t determine your worth.
Society doesn’t determine your worth.
Your past doesn’t determine your worth.
Your future doesn’t determine your worth.
Your talents don’t determine your worth.
Your shortcomings don’t determine your worth.
Your relationship status doesn’t determine your worth.
Your clothes don’t determine your worth.
Your occupation doesn’t determine your worth.
Your mistakes don’t determine your worth.
You are worthy.
You are valuable because you exist. Not because of what you do or what you have done - but simply because you are.
— Max Lucado
I have two that come to mind.
“She had blue skin
And so did he
He kept it hid
And so did she
They searched for blue
Their whole life through
Then passed right by-
And never knew”
- Shel Silverstein
i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any—lifted from the no
of all nothing—human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
- e.e. cummings
- I like that I love learning -anything and everything. I crave knowledge. I want to know how the words works around me. I have this deep-set need to know. It doesn’t matter if I’m learning from a book or from my experiences. I’m hungry for knowledge.
- I love, that I love people. I am certain that I was put on this earth to love and help others. Nothing gives me more pleasure. I want to make everyone feel important and noticed. I enjoy caring for people and loving on them. I want to encourage people and let them know that they are worthy. If I could accomplish in life, I would be a happy person.
Listen to me. You, at this very moment in time, are worthy. Worthy to experience what life has to offer you. Worthy of love from others and especially yourself. I don’t understand why we are not taught in life how incredibly special each one of us are. Especially since is probably one of the hardest things to learn in life, at least it was for me.
I can honestly say that I love myself. I don’t care if I sound conceited or vain because I think everyone should be able to confess this. I feel like in our society it’s almost not acceptable to acknowledge our self-worth, but why? I have to live with myself for the entire time I’m here on earth, so why not choose the option of caring for myself. It’s a lot better than the other alternative of hating myself.
I would like to tell you what I wish someone had told me years ago about self-worth.
- At this very moment treat your body, mind, and soul like you already love yourself. Right now. Not somewhere down the line, next week, or tomorrow. Right this very moment.
-Surround yourself with people who make you feel good about yourself. Eliminate the others that just bring you down. Life is too short to surround yourself with negative people.
- Stop comparing yourself with others. What’s the point? You are not them, and they are not you. This will never change.
- Learning to love yourself is a process. I didn’t wake up one day and suddenly get enveloped with an overwhelming love for myself. It’s a process, and for some like myself, a very long process. There will be leaps and bounds. Sometimes I felt like I was taking five steps forward and four back. There will be setbacks. Push through. As long as your moving forward, your progressing.
- Learn to love yourself by loving others. This may make no sense, but I think it’s sound advice. When I fully love others, I get a feeling that I honestly can’t describe. It just makes me feel good to love others.
- Do things that make you feel good about yourself. For me it’s working out. I feel strong and powerful when pushing my body to its limits. For you it could be anything. Find what moves you, and cling to it.
- Get out of your comfort zone. Hardest thing to implement, but trust me when I say it helps. When you get out of your comfort zone, you learn so much about yourself which in return can aid you in loving yourself more fully.
- Finally stop trying to be perfect and embrace your quirks. Wanting to be perfect is aimless and a waste of time. What is perfect anyway? Who decides what perfect is? Your idiosyncrasies are what make you who you are. They set you apart from others. Cultivate them.