Here’s my contribution – a couple of pictures of my cat Honey with her new best friend and regular visitor to our garden. They often sit out together in the late evenings enjoying life!
My photography blog: https://stuartshafran.wordpress.com
I chanced to glance
at a little girl of three
in the pew:
she looked up at me,
an old man,
not comely to warrant,
and smiled a smile
bright as the spring sun
full on my face.
I could not refrain
and twisted a grin
in return, and found
stiff boughs bending.
colored pencils scratching
between the lines.
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link to my blog is justmeandacupoftea.com where i post all thing lifestyle and mental health
“You are allowed to be both a masterpiece and a work in progress,
simultaneously.” – Sophia Bush
I don’t know how many times I’ve read about how you should feel
comfortable in your own body, how you should appreciate your flaws and
embrace them, how we’re all not perfect and we don’t need to be.
Everyday I see more and more people being real and true to themselves
and they are fierce and wild and free and I want to be like them.
For a long time I didn’t realise that being like them ultimately meant
That is the magic about them: there is none, except for the magic of
being themselves. Which is pretty damn powerful if you ask me.
I also acknowledged how afraid I can be to try something new and it
got pretty clear to me that I didn’t even know who I was without that
Because I was so swayed by people’s judgements and how they would
react to what I was doing. I wasn’t only afraid, I just didn’t know
what I wanted because there was no room for me to try and figure it out.
Ultimately it wasn’t about the people surrounding me but how I let
them affect me and I really had to learn how to be on my own for a
I realised 3 things.
The real people will stay in your life and support you on your way.
Not everyone will accept or like everything you do. And thats SO fine.
Because we are all different and as long as you love what you do and
who you are you have everything you need.
We are all our own person and we are not depending on anyone but it’s
nice to surround yoursel with good people.
It is so important to be with people who accept you for who you are,
who are kind and loving and supporting.
People you can exchange good energy and motivation with. Who make you
feel more powerful after you spent time with them.
But let’s get back to the topic of this.
Body positivity is already a huge thing in our society nowadays. I
love how the trend is going towards being more real. I think we should
all be more pure and true to ourselves and also accept that life isn’t
No one is always happy and that is fine because we need changes in our
lives, we need sadness to feel happy again.
It’s like a sunny day after a long period of rain. Or even the other
way around, the big storm after a heatwave (love and hate that at the
same time though because it scares me a little bit).
Let’s embrace the storms in our lives. Let’s talk about how afraid we
were about the lightnings and the thunder that shook us.
Let’s speak about the calm before the storm, being in denial of
something, the state of depression we were in before we got where we
wanted to be. Let’s embrace our weaknesses.
Let’s be soul positive. We need to accept our souls, not only our bodies.
I think it all starts within us. Our bodies are the mirror of how we
feel inside. So we should worry less about how we look and more about
how we feel.
I want depths and real conversations. I’m not interested in people who
have ‘it all figured out’.
I want to see insecurities, flaws and realness.
The world is ready to be happy and kind and weak.
Let that storm wash away your barriers.
Have a lovely day.
Yesterday I had an encounter with an older woman on my tram station and it just got me to thinking and I wanted to share it with you here on The Positivity Press.
This weekend has been a bit crazy for me. I attended my cousin’s wedding and since we are Bosnian the wedding never ends, there was 450 people there, I was tired because I worked in the morning and then traveled for more than 2 hours to get to the wedding etc. Then on Sunday I was demolishing the floor of my apartment with my mom. My legs are covered in bruises and cuts because I am clumsy and I had to work with a lot of sharp things and since I had to take all of that garbage in front of our building (you can guess I live in a building without an elevator and on the last floor) I got sore muscles. I’m not in shape. Fuck it.
Then yesterday, on Monday, I spent most of my day in Zagreb because I worked the afternoon shift, my train schedule is awful and I just wasted the whole day. But there I was, in Zagreb, waiting for my tram and an older lady came and asked if the seat next to me was taken. I told her she can sit and I noticed that her clothes were a bit worn out and that she seemed very tired. She told me she wasn’t feeling well to which I replied that it must be the heat because it’s very hot in Zagreb. Then she replied saying that she had a mild stroke a few days back and that she was going to the hospital on some type of observation. My jaw dropped when she told me that. I wished her good luck and then I noticed that she was alone, having had a mild stroke, on her way to the hospital with her stuff in two plastic bags. And there I was, with Nike shoes on, my smartphone and lunch in my bag complaining about going to work. I am going to be quite honest and say I was ashamed of the fact that at first I thought she was going to beg me for money or to buy her a tram ticket or something like that. I would have gladly done so if she asked. I was even thinking about asking her if she wanted me to buy her some water since it was very hot outside but I was scared she would get offended. I feel shitty now for not asking.
She even apologized for telling me she was going to the hospital and then it hit me that she maybe didn’t have no one else to tell it to. Maybe she didn’t have family, grandchildren or someone else to take care of her and I complained about being tired from attending a wedding that was full of my cousins, uncles etc. She was going to spend the night in the hospital, I was going to sleep in my bed. I could go on with this.
That short conversation with her made me think about how many stuff in my life I take for granted, how much I complain and make myself blind to all of the things I have in life like health, clean air, clothes, technology, education, family, job. I think that a lot of our own misery comes from taking people and things for granted. That’s actually the message I wanted to share through this story. Appreciate more. Love more. Be more grateful.
I don’t think that you can’t have worries because someone has it worse than you, but I think we should all focus on the good we have in our life. That woman made me feel grateful for going to a job that’s going to provide for me, made me feel grateful that my health is in good condition, and maybe she was grateful to be able to tell someone what happened to her, just to let it out. Notice these little things and allow them to teach you a lesson.