It’s a good day to have a good day (be positive)

“If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change the way you think about it.” Mary Engelbreit

Travelling on the transport system in London can make nearly anyone fall into a state of clinical depression within the hour. As soon as I board the train in the mornings, I’m immediately washed over with a wave of sadness and the so-called ‘morning blues’. There are men in top hats (literally) reading the newspaper and frowning, women reading their Kindles with glazed eyes, and Londoners leaning against the glass partitions trying to sneak in a desperate five-minute snooze while being squished like sardines. I try not to look around on the trains because it physiologically brings me down. If I’m lucky enough to get a seat, I admire nature out the window. Otherwise, I read or try to keep up with home life through social media.

See, I try to wake up every day thinking, “Today is going to be a GREAT day.” And I don’t let Transport for London change that. So when an impending blizzard was announced last week, people took cover. Thousands of schools were closed the evening prior, and signs all over stations warned people of “severe weather” ahead. Allow me clarify: this “severe weather” consisted of a few centimetres of snow falling over 24 hours. But for a temperate city unprepared to deal with mercury settings outside a range of 0-20ºC, panic ensued.

On Friday morning, I awoke to this:

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And by the time I arrived at work (it’s over an hour’s commute), the sidewalks pavements were dusted with snow:

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I was *really* excited to see snow in London!

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Due to the weather, we were able to leave the office early and work from home. Upon leaving, I saw a FedEx van, (which may have, psychologically-speaking, contributed ever-so-slightly to my happiness that day)! Before heading home, I decided to take a stroll at the nearby square to admire the beauty of London’s fleeting winter:

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Unbeknownst to me, another girl was doing the same. I’m sure the smile on my face alerted her to my friendliness and we started talking, walking and appreciating life. Turns out she’s new in town and doesn’t have many friends (except, for me now… obviously). We then ran into this cute surprise someone left for us:

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cute snowmen

Most people in London get angry with the idea of snow getting in the way of their mundane, routine lives. I, on the other hand, consciously chose to embrace it (my Canadian roots may have been showing). My happiness allowed me to make a new friend, and give my positive energy out to the universe. In fact, I received a random “Feel Good Friday 50% off” my purchase at a store shortly after! This kind of “luck” has never happened to me before, so I’m completely attributing it to remaining positive on a day where everyone chose to be grumpy. Think positive and positive things will happen!

Snow, early dismissal from work, FedEx, a new friend, mini snowmen, a great discount, and living in a historical city all added up to my great day. Little things? Absolutely. But it’s the little things that make life big.

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A reflection on vulnerability

“I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.
So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.
Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.
Make your mistakes, next year and forever.”

-Neil Gaiman

I’ve mentioned it before, but I don’t like making New Years resolutions. I make goals for myself at times when I feel I need them, but have a read at a blogpost I wrote a couple years ago on resolutions and why I don’t much care for them.

Instead, I take time to reflect on the last year and see how far I’ve come in life. I actually tend to do this a few times a year, but I think it’s healthy. Actually, I *know* it is – this article discusses how introspection is critical for development and socio-emotional well-being.

Taking a look back, the amount of growth I’ve done over the last year is astounding:

  • I’ve (almost) let go of a dream, only to find a better one.
  • I’ve begun to re-establish a relationship I thought was broken.
  • I’ve learned the meaning of friendship, true love, and trust.
  • I know I can fall really hard and get back up again… usually with support.
  • I’ve discovered what being vulnerable really means.

I learned of Brene Brown a few years ago, and was lead to this amazing TED talk. I encourage you to watch it; it could change your life as it did mine.

I’ve read Brene’s other books, and I’m in the process of reading her latest, Daring Greatly. It’s so inspiring, I have to stop myself from underlining and highlighting every line in her book!

Being vulnerable is scary. There’s no other real word for it – it’s a totally-exposing, full-of-uncertainty, cringe-worthy, and emotionally-risky feeling. Yet, it’s also freeing. “If we want to reclaim the essential emotional part of our lives and reignite our passion and purpose, we have to learn how to own and engage with our vulnerability and how to feel the emotions that come with it.” (Brene Brown, Daring Greatly)

Learning how to be vulnerable isn’t an overnight thing. There’s a reason why Brene has devoted her entire research towards shame and vulnerability! I’m thankful that, over this past year, I’ve decided to make this more apparent in my life, both at work and in my personal life. I can’t pinpoint a specific event where I subconsciously decided to fully embrace vulnerability, but it really hit me when a friend text me and said, “What I love most about you is you’re not afraid to be vulnerable. And that everyone in your life knows how you feel about them. It’s rare to have someone tell you (and genuinely mean it).” It’s one of those things someone says in passing and forgets, but you remember forever.

To me, being vulnerable is being real. It’s making mistakes. It’s taking risks. It’s bettering yourself.

be real

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