Tagged with Dreams

Last Day Musings

Happy Halloween-Eve Friday, my friends! This is just going to be a short and sweet post to mark my last day of work. A quick memo to capture the moment, if you will.  I’m sitting on the train as I type, very lucky to have gotten a seat, rain making its way down outside (as … Continue reading

Flash Forward

Hello (hello, hello, hellooo… echos…), dear readers! Are there even any of you out there still? It’s incredible how quickly time slips through your fingers; one minute you’re typing your Fresh Start Manifesto, and the next thing you know it’s two years later and not a blog post in site. Maybe this lightening-speed time jumping … Continue reading

An Inspiration Request

Something incredibly exciting happened just one week ago: my lifelong dream of living in Europe came true. I may be in the United Kingdom, so not technically mainland Europe, but an EU country nevertheless. It came to pass due to the fact that my husband (and all around excellent human being) is a Brit, and … Continue reading

My Dreamaversary

This past week marked the one year anniversary of me letting go of my life of comfort, and blasting off into the unknown; I call it my ‘dreamaversary’. One year! It may not seem like a long time in the grand scheme of things, but holy crap! One year ago I would have had no … Continue reading

Passion Pursuit

The other day I wrote about finding your motivation in order to get started moving towards any goal, and living your dream. As I mentioned, knowing what your truly passionate about goes hand in hand with figuring out what gets you up in the morning; if you have one, you can much more easily figure … Continue reading

Start Me Up

A long time believer of the old adage, “getting started is half the process,” I can still remember the first time someone spoke those words to me. I was no more than fifteen years old, with a paper looming overhead that I couldn’t fathom the idea of how it would ever get done. Upon hearing … Continue reading

Attitude Is a Little Thing

For many moons I was in full on party mode; pity party mode, that is. As is usually the case with these sorts of fiestas, there was only room at the table for one, and often times even that was too crowded. I was sick of following the rules, utterly bored with my job, socially … Continue reading

The Dreamer

For almost as long as I can recall, I have always had a bone to pick with a little thing called “society.” You know, that part of life that dictates what your life itself should be, and how you’re going to live it, thank you very much. For a long time I followed along like … Continue reading