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Jil Diamante

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I initially imagined myself traipsing through the snow dressed in this number paired with furry white boots. Granted, that would be an arduous venture and right on the money ridiculous, but boy wouldn’t that be a dreamy sight?

2016 was a year of growth and self-discovery. I pushed personal boundaries that I thought didn’t exist prior to leaving my comfort zone. I started doing things that resonate with my soul and every bone in my body that are tingling with passion. Of which the only fruit was this compelling appreciation for life and its wondrous possibilities. Even typing these words makes my heart flutter with a fresh surge of excitement. You have no idea!

I have a sunny disposition in life. The same hard headed belief system that things will turn out well according to plan or at least yield a serendipitously positive outcome. The latter being the most often scenario. (Because, of course, you know, we ain’t God.)

There was neither foreboding thunder nor cold rushes of wind to warn us of such impending doom. (Or maybe I  was just too preoccupied to drop a pint of care in the bucket of weather assessment.) Hey! Cut me some slack. Not everyone has Karen Smith’s psychic breasts. 

Let’s live momentarily on the irony of things and dance our troubles away clad in everything gold and shimmery. An instinctual ode to pursue the ethereal and spark-worthy moments in our lives despite everything that contradicts such.