Pieces of me in you
Pieces of me in view
One piece of my heart
One piece of my head
One piece of me in your bed
Pieces shattered
All on the floor
Putting them together
To even the score
Piece here
Pieces there
Pieces of me
Everywhere
Pieces of me in you
Pieces of me in view
One piece of my heart
One piece of my head
One piece of me in your bed
Pieces shattered
All on the floor
Putting them together
To even the score
Piece here
Pieces there
Pieces of me
Everywhere
Stones
Rippling on water
Stacked tall
Stones so small
Soft texture
Worn by time
Stoney water
These stones of mine
Some are red
Some are grey
Some are made of clay
These stones
A part of the world
A part of life
Lasting forever
Changing each day
Eroding through weather
Different shades of gray
I’m like a rock
Sitting at the shore
Water running over me
Changing me evermore
Smoother and smoother each day
All my imperfections
Fade away
These stones of mine
In my pocket
Carrying them through time
Just like a stone
I am ever changing
Each day
Peeling back the layers of my skin
Refreshing and new
Smoother
Nicer to look at too
These stones of mine
The stories they could tell
Should I take them to the market
To buy and sell
Like the stones of a mountain
Or the stones on the ocean floor
Our essence will last
Forevermore
Affirmations
Night and day
Living a life
That once seemed a world away
Hot coffee in the morning
Writing in a journal or two
Focusing on my breath
Every morning with you
As I sit and ponder
My life’s purpose
I see many paths I can take
Many paths that have been lay before me
Some taken, some left behind
Some waiting for the passage of time
I went on a journey to change myself
Find my center
Cast my demons out
But here I stand
Stronger than ever before
Living a life
Of peace and more
I work on my body
Work on my mind
Save my money
And am mindful of my time
Some will laugh
Some will ignore
Some will be inspired
And strive for more
Each day I map out
Where I want to go
The things that make me
Internally glow
Words of wisdom
Nights of calm
Time of reflection
I listen to a song
A song of power
A song of pride
A song of strength
Enjoying life’s ride
And each mountain I’ve climbed
Has made me strong
My mistakes
I’m every song
They made me into
The woman I am
Happily ever woman
Get with the program
New beginnings
Stretching out
Through me
I gaze at the hills
That life has blessed me with
Flowers pink
Grass green
I walk in happiness
So much to live for
Books to read
People to see
Paths to walk
Love surrounding me
New beginnings
Changing my world
Life is a Milky Way swirl
Stars above me
Moon alight
Walking briskly
Through the night
Loving homestead
Loving stare
Love encompassing
All that is there
New beginning
New life
I smile
I had started this blog with the idea that it would be a place for all my musings along with my fashion posts. But I recently left the fashion industry and went back to the health industry (I worked in this industry 2013-2014). My fashion posts won’t be as frequent but it is still something that I am deeply interested in. Not the runway fashion, but I like looking at what people on the street are wearing. It was such a difference going downtown Toronto today and seeing the fashion down there. Most girls are still wearing Mom jeans and I don’t understand why because they give the body no shape. Crop tops are in now that the weather is getting warmer, but even when I was thinner I never got into the trend.
I’ve worked in the fashion industry at retail level in three different stores. I worked at Le Chateau, The Shoe Company and Reitmans. I loved seeing the new styles and colours that were coming in and always had to have the latest look. But recently I did a clean out of my closet and donated 4 garbage bags filled to the brim of clothes. When I took stock of my closet I realized without even knowing it I had aged myself with the clothes I was choosing to wear and this was because of the size of my body. I wanted to hide in my clothes. Also, the fashion that is available to heavier women is not the same as slimmer women. Plus some of the trends are catered to a slimmer body type. Now that I’ve lost some weight I got rid of the aging pieces and really only kept clothes that reflect my personal style. I love wearing blouses wit skinny jeans or dress pants. I love wearing tank blouses with thin sweaters. I have one pair of flare jeans that I love. I’m so happy flare is coming back in because I just love how they look on me.
Even though I’ve left the fashion industry I still have love for it. It was a hard decision to make to leave my job because I loved my team and I loved the clothes but it just wasn’t working for me. The commute was 2-2 1/2 hours one way. I felt drained from long days and had no life of my own. I was so burnt out and feeling tired made me anxious. I was also still suffering from Covid brain fog which made it difficult for me to function normally. I took a week off after leaving before I started job searching. I wanted something close to home that had a short commute and was in an industry that I am interested in. This new job is a five minute bus ride away or a 20 minute walk. It’s in the health and wellness industry which has always been a passion of mine. I like being surrounded by products I support and would personally use. I’ve started some of the supplements I am selling at work and I really see a change in my energy level, chronic pain levels and just overall mood.
Now that my closet is cleaned out I need to work on my dressers. That is the next clean out project. I can actually see what clothes I own now and there is room for the hangers. Before the hangers were on top of each other and every other day I was breaking hangers trying to get tops out of the closet. I also have so many purses but there are none I want to get rid of. I love having a big bag to carry my books, my day planner and anything else I need. I also recently bought a little book to keep in my purse for daily musings. Sometimes I get blog ideas but by the time I get home I’ve forgotten them because I had no where to write them down. I used to always carry a notebook with me for this reason.
It’s funny that I have all these nice clothes but I wear a uniform to work now. I like that I have a uniform because it means one less thing to worry about in the morning. My outfits can be saved for special occasions and nights or days on the town. My friend Fil keeps saying she is excited for this chapter of my life. And I love that. How she looks at life as separate chapters. If you have a bad chapter you just move on to the next one as best you can. Being a reader this way of looking at life makes sense to me and resonates with how I view life. Maybe one day I’ll write a memoir and my life really will be in chapters.