Self Known

I am all about dat progress. When Netflix is loading and it jumps from 2% to 70%, that's thrilling to me. When my goal is to write 500 words and I have written 362, I know much further there is to go. Goals and progression go hand in hand. I like to keep track of all the steps, which step I'm on, what step is next and so on.  You can imagine my disappointment when my "inter level progress bars" indicate zero growth. Basically this means, in my head, I don't feel like I'm moving fast enough to get anything done. #me #alldayeveryday Often in my day to day it seems as though I'm getting nowhere . I have been mulling this over and trying to figure out WHY I feel this way. Why do I constantly diminish what I do? Why do I feel like I'm running in place? Simply put, I do not see the value in what I am doing. This is different from there being NO value in what I do. The value is there. Growth is happening. My problem is t...

1. Take the first step. 2. Write a love letter to yourself. 3. Deal with the inner critics. xx Nicole Rose

When I originally had the idea for this piece of writing I’m about to share with you, I was in a place of transition. I didn’t know my place in the world, I didn’t know if I was worth it and I certainly didn’t feel like I could love myself. Here I am almost a year later, an example of how this works - if you choose to put it into practice. You can improve and learn to love yourself. You can take the steps that bring you into a better place. I won’t say it was easy and I certainly won’t say I had overnight success, but when you learn to fight your battles one at a time, you’ll be able to look back and see how far you’ve come. Are you ready to take the first step? Self Love: Step one I have always been a timid person. I’ve always had trouble keeping the standards I have for myself something below what I deem “perfect”. I enjoy discipline and when I don’t know what to do or my world is shaken, I’m hard on myself. That’s just who I am. With that said, I've always felt ...

+ + + There's so much more I could add to this list, because I wish to be so many things. Heck, I could write a book series about what I want to be, and I'd die before I could even get it all out (seemingly dramatic, but very true). But if there's one thing I've learned over the course of the past few crazy months, it's that I'm here right now, being me right now . If these are the things I want to be, why I can't I just be them? I think part of me is still scared (of others and of success), which is why I keep holding back. Everything is a choice though - so, I have a choice here, don't I? I can choose to continue being afraid. Or I can choose to be who I want to be. What's your choice? xx Nicole Rose

A few weeks back my siblings and I helped set up a hot air balloon. There was a lot of sass and work involved (I'm pretty sure I strained some shoulders muscles), but it was amazing. I hope to do it again someday. :) Here are some photos from my adventure. ^ Morgan and I took a lot of car selfies... Don't give me that look. She had the camera out, and I didn't want to be an awkward photo bomber. :P Haha, Tim was trying to "hold" the balloon... ^ They were inflating the balloon (if that's even the right word). Now, don't let all these pictures fool you. I did help. I helped lay the balloon out. ^ Oh, I love these photos. <3 And that is all! I hope you enjoyed this photo-filled post. :) Until next time, xx Nicole Rose

Write. Express. Complain. React. Scream. [attempt to] Inspire. Share. Rant. Ect. Ect. Ect. * and let it be said you were advised before reading * Life . It's stupid, isn't it? And hard. So. Freaking. Hard. It's depressing, and frustrating. It's melted and twisted; crumbling and falling to pieces around us. We're like flowers attempting to grow between the cracks in the pavement. Everyday we think we reach daylight, we're stepped on and crushed, wondering if it's worth the time and effort to grow again. Maybe none of you feel this way. Maybe I'm alone and it's just my life influenced by my own helpless soul, but I must get this out. I must share with you my burdened words before they intertwine and tangle themselves into something far worse than their present state. Times are tough. We I know this. Not only in an economical sense, but in the world's disastrous events we call our memories and/or futures....

spinning and whirling screaming and twirling this looked more fun when someone else was doing this people whiz by time inches past when is this wonderful ride going to end? machinery works things slow down and the blobs that sped by focus into people now lifting the bar sliding out of the seat wobbling away with a wonderful feeling--I had too many treats up and down, twist and loop || oh that wonderful feeling when your stomach drops thanks for reading. <3 xoxo, Rose pinterest instagram bloglovin