I feel different.
Different in a good way.
Lighter, happier, more optimistic, everything under the sun that relates to joy. I’m basically that girl spinning around in a field of flowers in a feminine care commercial (note: that’s not real; more on that later, maybe). Prior to the new year beginning, I had guesses about how I’d live out my 2019… the moments I’d experience, the good times, the travel, the laughter… but I never would have guessed the way I feel inside.
How does one wake up happy on January 1?
I did some damage control before entering 2019. You know how those annoying Millennials ironically say, “leaving those bad vibes behind me,” or “I don’t need that kind of energy around me,” they were on to something because I actually did it and good came out of it.
For the first time in YEARS I chose me.
I had a serious conversation with myself about all my distractions, excuses, and worst of all, lack of inspiration. Why was I trying to find happiness in all the wrong places? And with that, I removed the negative energy from my phone, headspace, and life. In doing so, it was like seeing the world for the first time. I could breathe.
I missed the old me. The way I’d not give a flying f*ck about someone else’s opinions (within reason), march to the beat of my own drum, and go do life. I was unapologetically me. One who couldn’t be bothered with opinions of small minds because I was so focused on the next great adventure I was going to have. I lost sight of her for a while. Like being reunited with an old friend, I picked up right where we left off.
My mind has been bursting with positive energy, ideas, plans, actions, and movement. I just can’t wait to do it all.
I’m finally beginning to run towards the unknown with arms wide open. That’s how excited I am for what good there is to come. I know that life will present itself in the sweetest outcomes in due time; the only way to ensure that is to think positively and believe life is working in your favor.
Because of my newfound joy, I was inspired to get back out in nature. It had been a minute since I’d carried my camera along a trail, searching for the shot. Thanks to Red Rocks, I was able to lose myself in the moment.
Enjoy these photos of some red rocks and heavy Colorado blogger style edits.