ruined by love.

just a little louder.

In my most passionate scenes of life, I find that music is always at the center.  At my “Going Away Party” when I moved from Nashville to Los Angeles, 4 of my closest friends all wrote me songs to send me off.  The center, music.  When I graduated high school, I walked in to music and walked out to music.  The center, music.  When I travel with my bests, we can’t drive without tunes.  The center, music.  When I walked down the aisle on my wedding day, “Everything” by Lifehouse, blasted as I stepped confidently to my soon husband.  And when my world is shattering or when I am at my happiest, I turn the music up, just a little louder.

Finding.. Life is too beautiful not to.

expressyourheart:

Raw and Real.. RED.. and beautiful.. bright RED. brightsmiles.

Supposed to wait.. supposed to.. nothing…

The otherside.. no weeping.. All of my Light IS for You.

Late at night.. sometimes it feels like the otherside..

favorite conversations are mostly so early its late..

but right on time..

being inspired is better than most things-

those colorfulstrings that tie to You are beautiful.

JUMP IN.. LET GO.. what you waiting for..

THERES BEAUTY IN THE BREAKDOWN.

Do i leave my heart here with you?

Life is too beautiful not to write, speak, paint, yell, dance..

Look closer.. Find.

Love never Gives up.

Rae.

Funny how my writing seemstobe more forme than it is foryou.

it IS worth every struggle.

From before the moment you are conceived, you have a purpose.  It’s interesting and sometimes sad that most people never realize they have a purpose or never fulfill it.  I know I have a purpose, but my purpose doesn’t agree with the world.  So until the day I die, I will be fighting a fight that I only will receive rewards in Heaven for?  Seems so complicated and sometimes not worth it.  But really,  it IS worth every struggle, ache, pain, tear, loss, and criticism.

Something worth fighting for is always worth living for.

Oh, one more thing…note to self and others: coffee makes headaches worse.

personalities are underrated.

I had to take 4 separate personality tests for a school assignment and when I have taken Personality Assessment tests in the past, I almost always question the authenticity of the results.  How can answering an archive of questions determine what kind of person I am or more so, my personality type?  What if I don’t answer all the questions accurately?  Will the system account for discrepancies?  It seems so simple of a task to reveal the depths of a person and their qualities and flaws.  I entered these tests with absolutely no expectations, but surprisingly came out on the other side with wide eyes, amazed at how accurately most of the test results pinned me perfectly.

After reviewing my tests results as a whole, I feel that I have discovered a deeper definition of how my personality functions.  The test results compare strongly to my personality and my communication style.  The results have given me a better vision of how I can better communicate in my personal life experiences.  Based on my test results, I clearly am an Idealist.   Idealists are passionate about being compassionate for other people.  They find joy in bringing peace to situations and try to build harmony in to the world around them.  Knowing what I did, and now have acquired of Idealists, I know that I can communicate best if I surround myself with people.  It would be unproductive to subject my communication skills to the limitations of an introvert.  I am an extrovert and my strengths lie with human contact, nurturing, encouraging and beyond.  I also realize how perfectly I am built to teach and now with more confidence than before, I will, as they say, “hit the ground running”! To better communicate in my personal life, I should even more intently surface my communication skills in all group settings, more specifically in public situations and stretch my communication comfort zones.

Oh, one more thing…I’m going to embrace the social butterfly in me again.  Why did I ever hide it away?

my life is not nothing.

Does my life matter?  Of course it does. I wonder all the time what God’s plan was when he designed me in to creation?  I’m not like everyone else.  No one really is, but the majority of people conform.  I’ve heard my best friend say on may occasions that what she is called to do,  what she loves to do, there’s not a job for it.  Many times I feel the same way.  I’m not a career driven woman. For reasons God only knows, there’s no desire in my heart for any specific career path.  Yes, somedays I feel different and awkward and useless, but other days I feel like that’s okay.  If we were all created for the same path, we might as well be clones. I’m different, okay? My calling is special.  I will not conform to what is normal.  I am not normal. What I do in my life and what I will do in my life, it’s not nothing, it’s beautiful.

Oh, one more thing…don’t judge a book by the first chapter.

release your expectations.

I know, better than some, how expectations can break and destroy.  It’s hard to remember that our life is not our own.  With God, if anything, expect the unexpected.

Oh, one more thing…if you want to stay up late, eat pancakes for dinner.