Fond of Fonts

  Another YA romance for the books! In addition to the obvious political elections that partook over the last few weeks (let alone months), I've recently partaken in my  own  political reading--Katie Cotugno's 2020 publication:  You Say It First . Meg, a strong-minded young woman who supposedly has everything figured out in her life spends her evenings at WeCount, a voting organization that takes the time to reach out to possible future voters. Meg calls Colby, an intuitive young man who spends his day-to-day schedule working or just getting by. Their first conversation sparks emotions that stick with each other for days, thus ensuring a call-back conversation and the beginning of an unlikely relationship stretching over state lines! Both Meg and Colby undergo variations of changes between themselves and within their familial/friend circles. Meg and Colby each identify with different lifestyles than one another, but they bring different viewpoints and suggestions...

  Enjoyed some yoga this evening while bumping Pandora's "Early 2000's R&B". I'd highly recommend doing the same after a productive Tuesday. Pulled from the oracle deck this evening and lo' and behold, another subliminal thing on my mind: RAINDROPS . Take a chance on them . I've accumulated a friend in my current boss, but as I've mentioned before she's transferring to a different facility.  So my raindrops are my insecurities that I harbor when it comes to taking her position. Director of Activities in a nursing facility during COVID 2020. Can't be that challenging, right? It actually isn't. I've worked as an Activity leader and Assistant to the Director all during the last two years. I've even stepped in to the Director position for at least 1 month and a couple weeks in order to keep the department running when COVID hit those I worked closely with. So, why can't I seem to muster up enough courage to dance in this rain s...

It's been over a year since I decided to halt communication with those who weren't there for me in my most darkest time. Although, looking back--maybe they weren't meant to. By some higher thinking of the gods, goddesses, or universe above wanted me to realize that these people weren't meant to make me believe that things would be okay again. It was me. I was going to do it for myself. Just haven't realized it until now. So here's to my salt turning into the three spoonfuls of sugar in my morning tea. ☕

This YA fantasy novel, All the Stars and Teeth , was one for the books! Princess of Visidia, Amora, was destined to take her father's place and rule the kingdom of multiple islands/multiple magics. All Amora had to do was prove her ability to control and master her ancestors magic--soul magic. However, Amora faltered and was unable to perform for her kingdom. She fled in attempt to change her fate--by commandeering a ship with the help of an unruly pirate, Bastian.  With an unseen stowaway and an inevitable meet-up with a mermaid, Amora discovers her true meaning for becoming the kingdom's queen: to right the wrongs of past ancestors and build a better future for all those who call Visidia "home". Through multiple adventures, numerous close calls and detrimental heartbreak, Adalyn Grace develops a YA fantasy novel for the most spirited, fast-paced reader. With a handful of exquisite details and one-of-a-kind moments, this novel was a four-star ordeal! I'm so looki...

I haven't pulled from the oracle deck or written in two days because I'm a hot mess of emotions and grief. Emotions because all I would appreciate in this world is silence--because my mind is always racing and the judgements my mind bestows on my soul never falter. I pulled this card from my oracle deck as I sat next to my Grammy's grave, a place I go to often to talk and think things through. My inner voice, my conscience, has always followed me throughout my short amount of years. Guiding me vigorously. Now, it's her voice. Pulling this card today of all days-- I need to remember my goals and what it is that I dream of striving towards. She'd be a reminder, a constant voice every other night reassuring me that I was doing my best and making impacts. Thank you, Grammy. For keeping the light going and for sparking it continuously. -- Xo

Inconvenient times are strewn across my path in the upcoming days and I honestly can feel the anxiety and stress already seeping into my bones. It's going to take everything in me not to let it stain my soul at this point. I feel as if I'm in such a good position. Between going to the gym, reading my daily oracle card, reading, writing, working and attempting to enjoy all the positives in my day to day-- I don't want anything to ruin or interrupt what I've gained. Unfortunate circumstances test us in ways in which we have to ask ourselves: how much are you willing to endure before it affects you? I haven't even begun and I'm already dreading it. However, with the aforementioned above-- I'm going to do nothing but stay positive. It's all I've got left in me.

I can without a doubt share that I've been practicing this consistently so far this week. Joined a gym for my health, hoping it betters both my body and the way I view my body overall. I took a bubble bath this week with a charcoal mask, two candles and a good book! I even indulged in using my newly purchased body scrubs! My recent choice in facewash has even cleared up my skin (thank you, work and KN95 masks). This evening my S/O helped with hanging the last physical influence of my recently passed Grammy within my office. This beautiful wooden shelf, equipped with hooks and a carved out heart shape, hangs just above my middle bookshelf. It's now home to all of my Harry Potter pop vinyl dolls. Grammy had her various seasonal figurine neighborhoods on this shelf constantly and I deemed it only fitting! After lining them all up, I've concluded I definitely need more (and always will!) Here, take a look! They have the best view in the room and I can fi...

  Day 3 Oracle Draw: Clover ; "release your guilt" I carry around guilt like a worn out tote bag that's slung over the shoulder. I hold so much, stored roughly in the pit of my stomach. Guilt for the unhealthy food I divulge in. The small amount of time I spend on personal reading or writing my memoir. Even allowing myself a nap or going to bed before 9 PM. These are the lightest aspects of the guilt pile I harbor. I constantly question myself as to why I allow my mind to poison my soul. Poison my thoughts and convert my thinking into believing that what I'm doing isn't good enough . But, I've never been where I am right now. And I certainly cannot move backwards as to where I was. I won't allow myself. I've made a conscious decision towards bettering my lifestyle--healthy choices. Eating habits, joining a gym, forcing myself to wash my face and brush my teeth twice a day and not just once. Applying (and hopefully getting) a higher up position at my ...

Started this day with some unfortunate news, however, it brought about questioning (once again) my ability to achieve those obstacles placed in front of me. COVID19 brought unpleasantness to my work days between the months of March-June, all due to my department within a nursing home crumbling to one employee alone--myself. I was director, assistant, and a group of leaders all in one. Every day held obstacles and I stuck through. I have a wonderful team now, with a kick ass director--who is now leaving due to better circumstances in her commute. Despite being upset due to not being able to work with her daily, I understand and wish her all the best one could for someone else. Now my obstacle is whether or not to take her position. My obstacle is to believe whether or not I'm in a good enough place, a decent enough mindset, to take on the task. My obstacle is to merely believe in myself. After a motivational talk with my S/O, and an even more inspirational talk with my m...

  With it being the first of the month and all, I figured there's no time like the present to attempt doing something different--something better-- for myself in the weeks to come. Despite there being only two months left of 2020, a year in which I'm sure almost everyone on the planet wants to come to an end, I have to do something different in my mindset before I venture into 2021. A couple of weeks ago, I ordered these oracle cards from a poet who I frequently read time and time again. She's an influential poet for women and has a strong, developed voice when it comes to empowering women and their self-esteems. She created this 45-card oracle deck in which any card pulled for the reader could be a guide base for themselves. A card to start the day with, a card to reflect on the days festivities, or even an attempt at leading the way towards an answer to a question. Either way--this deck emboldened me and I snagged it quickly. A family friend dapples in supernatural activi...