Knowing What You Want

Asking increases your chances of receiving. Subscribe: DanielleLaPorte.com #Truthbomb #Words #QuotesAsk for what you want. The Universe. People. They’re not just going to guess that you want something. Go for it. Allow it. Voice it. Talk about it. Write it down. Be open to the possibilities you can create. The beautiful changes awaiting you. The twists in the road (and the bumps along the way). Be bold. Know what you want. Listen to your heart. Follow your intuition and fucking go for it. This is your life. Your one opportunity, why not believe in yourself? Believe in your vision? Believe in your dreams? Even if you come up short in some way, isn’t it better that you gave effort, than to wonder: what if……..
I read all the time about manifesting and yet it still amazes me every time I do it. No matter how small. If you desire it. If you ask. If you pray. If you stay committed to your conviction it will happen. Not always right away. Not always exactly how you envision, but if you’re going to ask, also be prepared to receive.
When I look at back now, I am in awe of the changes that have come the last year. The gradual little tweaks. The manifesting. The magic of staying committed, because often times I was told no once or twice before I got what I wanted. When I moved back to Indiana, I loved a coffee shop. I saw myself getting a job at this local little spot, living in an apartment down the street, doing my own baking, and living a simple little life with freedom and fun.
Now two years later, after I got my mom a job at the local spot. After they told me no, I’ve got my job. After looking at apartments last year Continue reading

Be Unexpected

BE UNEXPECTED.

This popped into my head today as I was biking around town. Getting lots of stares. Maybe because I have shorts on in January. Maybe it’s my extraordinary leg warmers. Maybe it’s just because people gawk. Maybe it’s because I don’t look like your average Terre Haute commuter. Who knows (maybe it’s actually a little of them all), but I grasped this idea of being unexpected.

As children we’re conditioned. Told who we are. Smart. Beautiful. Artsy. Athletic. Or even negatively. Stupid. Ugly. Fat. We are labeled, and so we often stick to the box we’ve been shoved in to.  We quietly stay in the archetype we’ve been assigned.

I find as an adult, or when we’re meeting new people, we don’t have this back story. We often take people at face value. Rarely do people fully get the experience of one another. Because we are often afraid to show people are true selves. We may share glimpses. Like a partly cloudy day. We don’t just shine in our full potential, a bright sun in the sky.

I find within myself, I kind of enjoy being underestimated. Seeing people’s expressions as they discover more about me. Because that’s it, there is MORE to people than we see or know. There are skills. Passions. Dreams. Challenges. And beauty within us all. Continue reading

Filtering out the Bullshit

“As soon as I am out the door headed for a walk, I am hit with a breath of freedom. As soon as I am surrounded by trees, consumed by the woods, I filter out the bullshit. There is only me. There is only pristine clarity. JOY.” Me, Brittany.

This is the first thing I wrote in my journal yesterday (the lovely one with a Thoreau quote pictured above). And it is absolutely true. I have found myself slipping away from hiking as much lately (I want to hike everyday, I may make it out a couple of times a week). But for me I know I need  to be more committed. We all have ways we deal with life. Ways we explore our feelings (or often, ways we avoid our feelings). Ways we feel connected. Ways we reboot. Ways we refuel, recharge, energize. We all have things we are passionate about. I am passionate about being outside. Continue reading

Finding & Creating Places of Peace

After spending the afternoon on an impromptu room makeup, I contemplated the importance of finding and creating peaceful places. Where do you go to chill out? Where do you go for inspiration? Where do you feel calm? Where do you feel connected? Where do you feel you can surrender? Where do you feel most authentic? Where do you feel connected to yourself? To your dreams? To your desires? Where do you feel you can grow?

There is such a release in having not only a space which is organized and clean, but one that represents you and your state of mind. Coming down the stairs and into my room, I instantly feel reprieve. My shoulders drop. My breath is even and deep. I feel calm. More than that, I feel vulnerable. If someone else comes with me, it’s like letting them into my head. My heart. Into my deepest desires. My style. My swagger. My dreams. My creativity. My thoughts. It’s why my mom went to my shed when I was away in Colorado, it felt like me.

More than that though is the peace I mentioned. When rearranging my space, I wanted to make sure I have a place within this haven that I can practice peace. Lately at work, the girls have been asking, ‘How do I stay positive?’ ‘How do I de-stress?’ Firstly, I guess it’s flattering that I seem to have my shit together. But when I look at where I’ve come from, I realize the strides I’ve made. And the truth is I’ve practiced. I’ve chosen to chill out. I’ve decided to be an optimist. Looking at the bright side is Continue reading

Make room for love: forgive quicker

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I can’t love someone if I can’t forgive them and move (myself included).

This is pretty much what I’ve determined lately. I’ve changed so many things  the last few months (actually the last few years of my life have pretty much been a remodel). And I have been a roller coaster. I admit. I love change. I embrace. I yearn for it, I seek it out. But if I’m being honest, I don’t always handle it gracefully. Sometimes I’m resistance. Some changes take me longer to adjust to. Also in my self-evaluation I have not been up to par on my relationships or communication. Instead of using my big girl words and sharing my thoughts and feelings, instead of being open, I’ve kept things to myself or I’ve complained to someone else. This is so not how I want to be. And so I have, am changing it. The first step is awareness. So I call myself out: get spiritual Brittany. Get peaceful. Be open. And for goodness sake communicate.

My parents recently celebrated their 35th wedding anniversary (I know right? In today’s culture this is a big deal). Part of what I wrote on my post for what they’ve taught me is communication. It is so vital for a long thriving relationship.

And so the details of my friendship complications aren’t relevant, but what they’ve taught me are monumental. What I found myself doing was focusing on how I felt I Continue reading

Because this Life is Pretty Magical

6pig-Rv8Uf3uer8G7y0W6NORwkFeaErSpvxathXijSc=w932-h524-noPart of me struggles with this social media thing. Projection vs. sharing I guess. Perception? When I think of getting rid of it, what keeps me hanging on?

As I rode home today on my bike, post hike, I looked off into the most breathtaking sunset. I literally had to stop for a moment and soak it all in. Dumbfounded by the cars blazing by, all the while I stood not able to get my fill. I wanted to take a picture. I know I can never quite capture the whole awe-consuming beauty of the experience, but part of me wants to remember and remind myself of the beauty that this life has to offer.

And so I thought, that part of me shares because I’m that hippy girl who likes to think positive. In a world with abundant negative energy, criticism, bitching, and judgement, it is refreshing to be a voice for all things positive. An eternal optimist if you may. I think life is magical. I think this world is beautiful. And so I share things, people, and places that I find beautiful. I will post nature shot after nature shot because it brings me peace. It’s my place. My place to breathe. My place I go and  feel at once complete. Where I feel content. The moment feels perfect. I can throw my head back. I can have the sun beam down on my face, or sometimes have the rain wash over me. Regardless of what the weather is, my heart always longs to go there. And so I share to remind myself too that this world is a beautiful place. I share because it is good Continue reading

More than a Dreamer

You are the creator of your own destiny ~ #quote #destiny #taolifeI have always considered myself to be a bit (lot) of a dreamer. Growing up I had (have) a BIG time imagination. Solitude, my room, my toys all brought me solace. Everything talked. Everything had story. My imagination was like my comfort zone. Anytime I’ve struggled, any time I’ve been challenged, I’ve turned to my imagination. A reprieve. A space to breathe. Faith. Faith in myself. Faith in the future. A reminder of life’s potential. My potential. I was thought: if you don’t like where you are now, know that you can create a better future. It is on the horizon. Believe that now. Feel that now.

But as I sat at work yesterday, working and feeling my way through The Desire Map, it hit me that it is more than being a dreamer. Dream consolation is great, but it doesn’t solve the problem or actually bring you closer to your desires. I have to be more than a dreamer. I need to be a visionary. I need to be a creator. Ooh, I like the sound of that. When looking at my desired feelings, creativity and freedom ring high for me.

FREE, that word kept reappearing and resonating in my soul repeatedly. This core desired feeling to feel FREE. To me I want to feel free in my body, in my soul, in my relationships, in my business, in my finances, in nature. I want the perfect feeling I get being in the woods. Room and space to breathe. To throw my arms out, throw my head back and reveal in the moment. Freedom to be myself. To be myself in my relationships. To rock my own style. To build and create a business that FEELS good to me. That represents me. Freedom to feel comfortable in my own skin. To love my body ALL of it. Freedom with my time. Freedom to do the things I’m passionate about. Continue reading

Just What is it You Want?

002I have been reading Danielle LaPorte’s Desire Map lately. I love the layout. I love the content. I’ve taken cues to fill in the questions. To scribble in the side margins. To make the desires, the wants my own. It has forced me to do some soul-searching. Its made me get real with myself. Real honest. Self-reflection I believe is empowering, but also unbelievably scary. It makes me feel vulnerable. It makes me see where I need to make changes, and although most often I embrace change, sometimes BIG changes scare the shit out of me. Like I mentioned that comfort zone is a temptress sometimes. But then I say: this is your one life. What do you want to create? What do you want to give? How do you want to feel?

And so today as I sat at a soulful, feel-good coffee-house with my Desire Map in hand: I asked myself to fill in the blank: what the fuck do you want? In a time when I am making changes, as life evolves, as I grow the wants change. Keep up with them. With your core desires. Refine them. Redefine them. Extend. Add. Subtract. Nourish. Fuel. Water. Plant. Replant. Start-over. Begin. Focus on. Reflect. Reconnect. Listen. Go. Act. Let. Let them happy. What can you do for your desires today? How do you feel today? What are you doing in this moment? Does it align with your values? With your dreams? With your soul?

So I filled in the lines. I wrote in the margin. I searched every corner of my soul. And I allowed myself to be truthful.

Just what the fuck do you want?

I want to smile. Sweet smiles. Smiles that come from my soul. Smiles that beam through my eyes. Smiles that get return smiles. Smiles that are open. Smiles that feel special. A smile for the whole room. Smiles that are natural and infectious.

I want connection. Oh boy do I ever want connections lately. To my friends. To my family. To strangers. I find myself reaching out. Talking more. Initiating more. Seeking out new connections. More friend requests. More follows. More likes. More engagement. More conversations.

To feel. In the past I’ve found my unhealthy way of ‘dealing’ with my feelings was to eat. Now I realize that it is essential to feel my feelings. Good and bad. Let them wash over me. But also create healthy habits for feelings. Go to the woods. Feel them there. Explore them. Grow them. Dispel them. Get real with them. Also one of my greatest fears is merely existing. And so feeling, experiencing has become part of my practice. What makes me feel alive? Do those things. Write more. Meditate more. Hike more. Adventure more. Breathe consciously more often. Spend time with my family. Let go. Be present. Boom, that’s a big one, surrendering to the current moment, allows me to truly feel alive in my own skin, secure in my own soul, connected to my intuition.

I want to dance. I want to sing. I love to just let my feelings take over. Dance I feel is a great expression of this. To just let go on the dance floor. To let your limbs take over. To swing your hair around. Talk about presence and letting go. Loose yourself in dance. Loose it in a song. Dance party in the kitchen? Night out on the town, burning it down? Karaoke night anyone?

I want to feel vibrant, healthy, and pure vitality. I want to lift heavy kettlebells. I want awareness of my body in space and time. Lost in a beautiful windmill. Focused on the muscles. On the breathtaking strength and power my body has. I want surrender. Surrender on a yoga mat. Focused on my breathing. On my flexibility. On my possibilities. I want to get lost and found in the woods. I want adventure. I want to connect to myself. To my thoughts, feelings, purpose. I want to go and go. I want to climb. I want to let loose and run down a hill. Full-steam ahead. I want fuel. Good-soulful food and fuel. Natural foods. Foods I’ve found. Food from my favorite farmers. Lovingly prepared with my own two hands. Food that feels good. Food that tastes good.

I want to love. I want to love myself. I want to know what self-acceptance feels like. I want to be open to others. I want to believe in others. I want to give complete strangers a chance. I want to give others the gift of letting them be themselves. Authenticity. I want to allow myself to be. To stay true myself, weirdness included. I want to see value in myself. Value in all. I want to be a positive seeker. Positive beauty. Positive vibes. Positive personality. Rather than catching someone doing Continue reading

Be an Artist of Life

I am on a journey...with my work, my explorations, and a few sad stories. I travel with a suitcase full of outrageous blessings. I am on a quest for truth, beauty, and quiet joy. I am an artist, a writer, an explorer.Growing up everyone told me I should be an artist. I was even voted most artistic in my class. When I was in fifth grade you have the option to either take strings or newspaper. However, the year I was in fifth grade they offered advanced art (like it was a little gift just for me). It was then that I fell incandescently in love with sketching portraits. Needless to say I didn’t actually study art. But I have noticed how the artist, the creative, eccentricity has manifested into other areas of my life. In my makeup. In my personal style. In my bedroom. In my business. In baking. A month ago I was talking with Tab about my artist past and she said,

But Brittany, you are an artist. An artist of life.

Boom, reason at least a billion of why I have such radical friends. She’s right. Life is an art. For some it may be music. A song and soundtrack. For me it is a vivid happy scenery I paint. One that I love irrevocably. A beautiful, magical experience. I love sharing my beautiful views of the world. In my photography. In the spark of my eyes. In my food. In my booth. In my clothes. It’s in my dreams. In the chase. In the journey. It’s the beautiful climb to the top and the breathtaking view from the top. It’s the Continue reading