Self Known

Hi friend. How are you? I hope this post meets you well. Today I wanted to write about this little space. My corner of the Internet. After many attempts to give it a major face lift / rebrand / vibe / mission I figured out that the girl I was in 2012 when I originally started this blog is no longer who I am. So let's start fresh. Hi, I'm Rosie. I am a college student and a creator of many crafts. I enjoy writing Young Adult fiction, playing piano, singing at the top of my lungs, and, above all, making other people laugh. Right now I am pursuing a degree in art therapy, which means my future job will be  helping people express themselves in a safe environment with someone who loves them.  I have tried to be many things on the Internet, from an American Girl doll hoarder to a make-up artist, but nothing has really clicked with me. Not until now. I have always been a Christian. My entire life I have identified as being a follower of Jesus Christ. But the thing abo

Have you ever had that one thing you've tried to make work but never could? This could be anything in your personal life, from piano notes to paragraphs in a blog post. Well, I've been trying and trying and trying and trying for years  now to get blogging to work for me. At one point in my life, this was my passion. I lived for your comments, your friendship, and the purity of sharing whatever was in my heart with the world. But I don't feel warmth or connection anymore. In fact, I feel rather lost. Like I'm shouting into an abyss, vying for attention and something to fill my inner void. This feeling comes more often than I care to admit, and I've pushed through all this time with the thought that it will get better. That all I have to do is keep trying and it will work out . But it hasn't. And I'm out of ideas. This isn't to say I won't be back. That I won't hit a creative stride in the next week and decide to share something epic with you

This is an exercise that popped into my head while I was trying to work on my last project of the Fall semester. I thought I should share it with you because it was really helpful to me see these all these things that I've wanted (and most I've never reached) and compare them to what I now know about myself. What I’ve wanted to be What I am not A popular beauty guru on YouTube  An Instagram star with millions of followers A solo pop star with a raspy but also epic voice that even Sia could be jealous of I am not someone who wants to spend HOURS doing my make-up I am not someone who wants to dedicate their time to a social media site -- I desire connection, but not at a surface level where there are only likes and comments like "QT" I am not the most amazing singer, nor am I built for the stage or even willing to subject myself to such a stressful lifestyle. I could go on, but you get the point. Sometimes the ideas in our brains don'

Once upon a time, there was a princess with a fear. Now, this princess did not fear the arrival -- or lack thereof -- of her prince. She did not fear peas under mattresses, letting down her hair, or the loss of glass slippers (such shoes were awfully uncomfortable anyway!). She feared her duty to her kingdom. Now, the princess was next in line for the throne, but she knew that her loyalties to her people began long before the crown would be placed upon her brow. There were hearings where great hoards of people gathered to ask the King for advice on their troubles. She would listen in and come up with entirely different solutions than her wise father and their royal ruler. Every week she would attend a banquet or party of some kind with her friends and listen to their gossip and troubles. They would give each other advice while she listened, piecing everything together without a word. These were the moments she would replay in her head until it kept her up at night

Throughout the entire Fall semester, this burning question continuously popped into mind: How do people do it all? In high school, I listened to upperclassmen semi-ranting and semi-bragging about how busy they were. The piles of homework, how late they stayed up, how long of a shift they worked over the weekend... Nowadays, I look at the freshman in college and witness them doing the same. Always working, always engaging--and in some cases feeding a child. I've observed my friends partake in extracurriculars, brag about binge-watching Netflix, and skip over the fact that they're also working part-time while they're in school full-time. I've always been one for productivity, and yet... It baffles me. I yearn to know how they do it. How they get so much done per day with less sleep and more obligations. My only true responsibility was school. When I told others -- mainly college graduates -- I was taking 14 credit hours, they would always reply with, "Oh my

If you are reading this, that means that the first month of 2018 is over . Already the time escapes me! But I am not phased - I'm actually really happy. January was a month of experimenting, working, and the start of school. I have been all over the place, in a good way. I'm starting to love this whole figuring out what to do with my time thing. It's a scary and exciting journey, all in one. Let's jump in, shall we? This month's goals: Reach 100 followers on the Miraculous Ladybug Amino app [COMPLETE] Create an email opt-in [NOPE] Outline The Visionaries  Book 3 [COMPLETE - aha, sorta] Determine the plot of The Visionaries  Book 1 [SOMEWHAT - as in not really] Start Spring Semester [COMPLETE] 4/5 isn't bad, huh? Especially since school has been the focus for more than half the month. :) Daily habits: Exercise - I've gotten into the routine lately of taking at least 5 minutes to do something , whether that be focusing on my arms