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Bad Ass Book Recommendation

FullSizeRender.jpgThere is something to be said for hitting the proverbial rock bottom.  It’s kind of like getting another opportunity to start over, clean slate, etc.  You have the chance to rebuild.  Is it me?  I think we’ve all been there in one way or the other? Am I right?

It’s always interesting the things that draw us back in and inspire us to get recharged.  For me, it was a book.  I’m not sure if it was the bright yellow cover or the “You are a bad ass” in big letters that drew me in.  Words I hadn’t heard or told myself in a very long time. Whatever it was, it pulled me in from across the airport book store.  I picked up this little guy and read it cover to cover in less than three days.  I let a girlfriend borrow it and upon its return, read it again.

I’ve always rolled my eyes at self help books.  My mother used to send me them in care packages and they would immediately get donated. As a non-believer it’s hard to be converted.  As I said before, when you hit rock bottom it’s interesting what will you draw you in.  Sometimes it’s religion, sometimes it’s Ben & Jerry’s, and this time it was, “You are a Bad Ass” by Jen Sincero.  Two thumbs up. I mean any book that can get away with being snarky, funny, and use the “F” bomb repeatedly and still have my attention… total winner.

Whether you’re getting over an old flame (me), feeling stuck with work (also me), or wanting to jump start your life the way you really want it (definitely me), or maybe you’re just having a crap week.  This is good.  I promise.

You are a bad ass.

I am a bad ass.

We are bad asses.

Fuck yeah.

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Perspective: Found

I was never really great at perspective during my time at art school.  I began to get the hang of it when it came to the human form; when it came to firm, straight lines I could never seem to get it right.  My brain would grasp it and process it but my hands would translate the image always to be slightly off. As we age and experience different life events, our mind and heart process our emotions, reactions, and perception much differently.

It’s been two months since my last post.  Normally, I would be guilt ridden, feeling as if I’ve failed or let you down. To be honest, I’ve been battling some major health issues and for what I feel is the first time in my life, I’ve not cared what anyone else has thought, and I have just taken care of myself. I’ve been called selfish and I’ve been given a whole lot of guilt.  Depending on where you stand, I could perhaps see how that could be the case.

From my perspective….

I’m a month before my thirtieth birthday.  If I had not caught my illness as early as I did, things could be very, very different.  I’m lucky.  I’m grateful everyday.  When the wheels and gears start turning and you think, “What if this was 6 months later or a year later, what would I do? What would I regret not doing?” While you can’t predict the future, when you are posed with these kinds of questions in a very real sense (not the hypothetical, if you were stuck on an island, what are three things you’d bring with you?) things begin to slide into a very natural scale of what’s really important and what doesn’t really matter.

So while I did miss writing and crafting, and while these things are very important to me, I’ve been taking care of myself.  I’m almost back to 100%.  I’m hoping to be deemed A-OK by my 30th birthday and with that, I intend to live life a little bit differently than I have been.  Between the wake up call and the stack of self-help books next to my bedside, I’m ready.  I’ve found a much different perspective and I’m liking the view.

Listen to your body, take care of yourself, love yourself, and really live your life.