I still have some yummy pics to show you from Boston. I loved dressing in all black. I don’t often do that anymore – I used to a lot – so when I do, it makes me feel different, it makes a statement.
I greatly enjoyed following the Black Heritage Trail. I criss-crosses the picturesque area of Beacon Hill. Boston is an awesome city for someone like me who loves putting on those miles. We walked, and walked some more, for a total of close to six hours that day. It feels great to be out and about, visit and use your precious body at the same time. After that you can go a crazy with them Doritos, if you’d like. That’s my indulgence when I travel.
On our first night in Boston we took a leisurely walk around the nearby reservoir. Our Airbnb in Boston’s Brookline was an awesome place. We shared the sky lighted top floor, waking up to the spring budding nature and rays of sunlight. The house was a magical family home and our host Hilary had just started airbnbing so she was as excited as us about our visit.
We got to savor oven hot scones for breakfast along with interesting conversations about things like the current American politics. At night we were welcomed to share a glass of red – offer upon which I naturally couldn’t say nay. Boston had us walk a lot, but that’s how I roll anyway.
Tomorrow I’m headed to Montreal but I’ll keep them Boston stories coming in the future. I still got a some cool pics and stories to share. If you want to follow my Montreal adventure, hop over to Instagram. My goal is to post my first ever “My Story” video.
My visit at the Boston Museum of Fine Arts was well worth the 25-dollar entry fee. My friend Chantal and I took a one-hour guided tour under theme of art from America. Our guide, a lovely gentleman, took our small group of four kiddos – we could have been our guide’s grandkids I think – thru different decades of art and artifacts, pulling out pieces that I wouldn’t have accorded so much time to. The “aw, am I glad I came ” moment was in font of Frieda Kahlo’s two servants. Everything in that lapse of time just seemed perfect – relaxing and cultivating all at once.
I’ve been sick with the flu for four days now, plus outside the weather is gray and icy rainy, so it felt like a good idea to post out my last pics of Florida. These sunny shots give me the vitamin boost I need. They remind me that the sun will again be out in my life, too. When you’re sick, it forces you to build character. I hate having to cancel lessons. I take my work very seriously in the sense that I love what I do, I am truly grateful for each and every student – I take no one for granted – and I just feel my best when being an active part of this adventure called life. But when your head is turning and every joint and muscle you have aches, you cannot do what you were meant to do. So I’ve had to accept that and take each day as it comes.
I realize that the spring is a tough time for me stamina wise. That’s when viruses seem to get the best of me. Recently, I’ve really gotten into healthy eating. I’ve tried some new cooking experiments like roasting veggies in the oven or making things with beans. Eating a more plant-based way should load me up on vitamins. It does feel good to know that what you’re putting into your body is actually good for you. I find a lot of inspiration from Instagram pics. I just kind of get the gist of the dish, and then try to throw together something similar. I’ve even Instagrammed some of my creations. It feels fun to experiment with different types of images, although I think that fashion will always stay my number one.
Since I’ve had more time, well less energy to really do much, I’ve also done some soul-searching. I just feel that the more I get excited about a plan, the sweeter life will feel. I’ve wondered about the purpose of my life. What’s my goal? What do I work towards with enthusiasm? I think it is centered around encouraging, boosting and inspiring. Whether it be my job as an entrepreneur English teacher or as a writer of this blog, or even the one that gathers English-speakers together here in Quebec City, I long to bring positivity, new openings and new exciting ideas around me. There’s always something good. We just have to see it.
The beach is my happy place. I love seeing the vast mass of water. There’s hope and dreams and opportunity in all that. I encourage you to find “your beach”. You may not have access to a veritable waterfront, but there are places everywhere where you can retreat for a moment. Connect with yourself, and a higher power, if that’s how you roll. Find that time – and you’ll feel more centered.
A good life is really made of simple things. This week mine has been about working, doing sports and connecting with my husband. Choosing to invest time in people that you value – and doing it generously – pays off. You’ll feel more supported. Someone’s got your back.
My goal for today is to live every passing moment with enthusiasm. I called my mom today. (She’s a faithful reader of this blog, so I know she’ll be reading this.) That conversation was a path of life lived together. It was nothing special yet it was very special. We were open and honest, just sharing life as we had experienced it. No need to sugarcoat or overdo. These kind of moments make the day worthwhile.
We can all invite meaningful moments into our days. By reaching out to others, the ones that our heart is leading us to, we go from a thought to actual action. Who is it that you’ve been meaning to call for a while now?
Before I headed out to Starbucks to savor writing this post, I watched Donald Trump take his first steps down the inauguration parade route in Washington DC. Prior to that, I had watched Barack Obama say good bye to his staff and supporters at Joint Base Andrew. My emotions are shuffled. I don’t quite understand how my country got where it is today.
Nevertheless, I’ve always been a huge believer in positivity. In general, I try to accept the facts as soon as possible, and then see how I can find my happy place within the defining factors I cannot change. Future remains to be seen. Within that, I feel that my place is to keep shining the light of multiculturalism and inclusion. I think that a great deal of our societal problems of today stem from the fact that a part of our society, be it in the USA or elsewhere, doesn’t find their true place in it.
If I on daily basis spread the message of respect to everyone I come across, be it the barista, cleaning lady or bus driver, if I reach out to them with a friendly smile, a few words to acknowledge them being a part of my day, that will help everyone feel like their input is valued and needed. I know that this takes energy. The day isn’t always opportune to breathing out positivity. Yet, if I challenge myself to this task, I am the first one to reap the good fruit. A smile blesses the smiler first and foremost.
Today I inaugurate a mandate of daily positivity. I swear in with a desire to be the voice of encouragement. I am in control of my life. My individual actions matter. They are my precious daily doings – nothing counts more than that. I hope you’re down with me…