I don’t crave half-hearted living. It’s not within my soul. I cannot do anything without putting all my heart into it. I cannot post on Instagram just to post. I cannot post something that I find little value in. My soul is not filled when I take a picture of every meal I eat and post it on Instagram. Because for me, there’s a lot more to living than that. And while I know that beautiful food pictures bring in the most followers, I can’t find it in my heart to create that content for others. My brain has thoughts blossoming left and right, the experiences I have had on this planet need to be shared in some way, my empathetic self has to make its way into the world through something greater than a picture of salad.
I support people whose passions lie within food blogging, and I would never talk poorly of those who have a love for this. I will still snap pictures of my food here and there: it’s fun! And food is something that connects us all together which is a beautiful thing. I used to take pictures of my food all the time. And now, I find little meaning in that. Some food is truly beautiful. But why would I post a picture of my smoothie where I could instead post a picture of something that holds such importance to me- a message I want to share or a story that needs to be told. Living wholeheartedly and embracing authenticity has pulled me away from constant food pictures and towards longer captions, pictures of nature or myself, and releasing the words in my throat that I once swallowed and held back. Our words are important and deserve to be heard.
I have not, and I probably never will crave surface level. Surface level friendships or relationships leave me feeling unfulfilled, just as posting surface level content on Instagram or with this blog does. My heart feels unsatisfied. Digging deeper and being vulnerable is what pulls me back to my laptop and the Instagram app, because I know that vulnerability is strength, and in sharing my rawest moments; some soul out in the universe will be inspired to share theirs too.
I think our world desperately needs vulnerability and authenticity. We need to speak our truth, we need to live our truth. That truth is something that varies for each and every individual on this earth, but I know my truth is something greater than only sharing my meals with the world. My tongue craves the harder conversations. The ones about mental health that can leave your heart punctured. The conversations about racism and feminism that can result in energy levels sky-rocketing in a room, the echoes of voices vibrating against the walls. My mind yearns for new knowledge. My soul pushes for additional steps along this avenue of spiritual growth.
So I will continue to saunter away from half-hearted living. For half-hearted living leaves me with a void I don’t want to attempt to fill. I will continue to move towards being my purest, most genuine self. I love taking you all on this journey with me. I appreciate your support as this blog and Instagram has shifted along with who I am as an individual. Thank you. Thank you for reading lengthy captions on Instagram that stem from my heart space. Thank you for appreciating vulnerability and authenticity. Thank you for listening to my imperfect journey.
“Wholehearted living is about engaging with our lives from a place of worthiness. It means cultivating the courage, compassion and connection to wake up in the morning and think, ‘No matter what gets done and how much is left undone, I am enough.’ It’s going to bed at night thinking, ‘Yes, I am imperfect and vulnerable and sometimes afraid, but that doesn’t change the truth that I am also brave and worthy of love and belonging.” -Brené Brown
Hope you all had a LOVELY holiday!! Happy Tuesday sweet friends. xoxo