They say when someone copies you, that you should take it as a sign of success. Like you’ve been building your career only to let it be judged by the emulation of others.
It doesn’t make the fact any easier to accept.
As an artist, as an entrepreneur, your ideas, your words, your creations are what make you who you are. You feel this burning desire to share them with the world, because you’re told that is the only way to make them real. But who stops them from being stolen?
If I were a season, I think I would be spring.
I admire her strength – how after a few failed attempts at battling winter’s harsh wind and grey skies, she always finds a way to pull through. I love the way she brightens the day; even for those who see the world differently than she does.
Do me a favour. Take a moment to think about every step, every stumble, that has led you here. Revel in the journey. Appreciate each one.
Somehow, I managed to wrap up 2015 with my arms clasped around the cold porcelain bowl in the ensuite of my home. Perhaps it was my way of clearing out any bad vibes from the year. Personally, I would have preferred taking Elizabeth Gilbert’s approach, which …
So much can happen in a year.
You fall in love. You lose a job. You move to a new city.
You have your first kiss. You lose your best friend. You renovate the kitchen.
Some of it you plan for. Some of it makes you ache for a rewind button.