I want this blog to be an outlet for self-expression

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I think it’s important to not suppress your individuality, as it is what makes you, you. Actively practicing being unapologetically yourself aloud is a great habit to adopt, if for whatever reason it does not come naturally to you. I want to use this blog to talk about anything that I find interesting. If you’ve ever heard my voice, it’s extremely monotone. Sometimes I get told that I seem very nonchalant and calm all the time but deep down my sock is wet and there’s a stone in my shoe (I jest). But like everyone, I’m incredibly passionate about the things that I’m passionate about and expressing that passion is important, so why not blog? I presume that writing regularly improves your writing skill, and although nothing is formal about this blog, I would like to get better at writing.

https://rowankiffinmurray.wordpress.com/2021/08/06/hi-my-name-is-rowan

I want more people to see this truth about life, that you’re not alone, I want less people acting from their ego, hurting others and acting like they don’t feel lonely inside

Keywords: holistic , growth , love , peopleareflowerstoo , spirituality

I’m throwing this question at you, do YOU comment , like , share on my articles and do you speak mindfully to people, do you understand the weight of this simple question that comes after Hey/Hii , “how are you” ?

https://peopleareflowerstoo.wordpress.com/2021/08/06/why-i-paused

I used to be the most important person in their lives, but they’ve grown up without so much as a backward glance

Keywords: life at 40 , growing up , motherhood , woman

I peer back into the past to see if I can catch a glimpse of an earlier version of me, but that person was young and full of insecurities. And our dreams no longer match up. I’m wiser now, rounder in both body and spirit, and with mileage in my soul, I see barely a shadow of myself in the younger version of me. Like an oak tree contemplating an acorn I suppose. There is something quite liberating in this activity though. Pleasure floods through me when I realise I am no longer as fragile, no longer as desperate to be liked or no longer as hungry to make my mark on the world. I am, I come to a startling conclusion, content. I mull this concept around in my mind for a while. Contentment. It is so far from what I think I wanted in life, and yet, I like the way it feels. Smooth. Pleasing. Comfortable. I’m shrugging this on, like my new furry coatigan, while I work out what I want to do for this next stage of my life. How I want to spend my time and energy, which is less boundless than it once was. And I come to the conclusion that this stage of life is a gift. An opportunity to think again about where to direct oneself. It comes with the acceptance that there is no destination that does not fly past before you’ve had time to unpack and change the bed linen. Life is flow. Life is motion. Life is what happens between events. Life must be lived in the moment.

https://sharlenezeederberg.com/2021/06/15/growing-up