Tuesday, August 26, 2014

The Problem

Dear Utah-ins,

Just one thing.  Real quick.

To the 932 people who have asked me why I have yet to get married...

...see, the problem actually is...



that I have gills, and apparently  boys aren't interested in marrying amphibians...







...but seriously, when I figure it out, I shall ratify the issue asap.



Thank you for your concern,
But no thank you :)

Amanda

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Favorite.

And behold, I prepare you against these things; for ye cannot cross this great deep save I prepare you against the waves of the sea, and the winds which have gone forth, and the floods which shall come.  Therefore what will ye that I should prepare for you that ye may have light when you are swallowed up in the depths of the sea ?

Ether 2:25, Book of Mormon


This is one of my very favorite sections of the Book of Mormon.  When I read it, I always feel like the Brother of Jared, on the banks of the seashore of the great deep; on the precipice of the big events of my life.  I feel like the Lord has helped me, just like He helped the Brother of Jared, to build "barges" that will give me the means to cross the "sea", and has helped me to be prepared in ways I couldn't have had anticipated were necessary.  But there are still elements of the necessities required to accomplish those tasks that lie ahead, that God entrusts to me, and gives me the agency to figure out in my own style.  And then He allows me to take them to Him so that they might be prepared with  Him.

I'm grateful for the light that comes from the gospel, that illuminates my life--always.


Also, I'm grateful for the world's cutest students who bring me McFlurries, and draw pictures of me watching fireworks with them.

 #superblessed #humblebrag #lifeisgood

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Change of Plans

You see that little girl sitting on her dad's lap there?

If things would have been up to her, I would have grown up to be a ballerina.
(I mean, come on, look at that technique!)


(She definitely wouldn't have let me quit that dance team when I was 17)


She probably would have loved it if I'd have stayed an art major in college, and become a children's book illustrator (on the side of ballerina-ing of course).



She'd be bummed to hear that my ETSY-cake-topper endeavor was put on hold for the "grown up" responsibilities that got in the way.


I guarantee she'd throw a fit to hear that I didn't marry that boy that looked a lot like this dude.


And she'd be baffled to hear that I have yet to start a Love-Taza-esque family...


... or one just like this.
#wantedtobeaprincess


But that's the excitement and the beauty of life. You can't predict where it is going to take you.  I had an epiphany a few weeks ago that, specifically, all the things in my life that haven't  worked out, have been a blessing.  And because I didn't do, or haven't done those things yet, I am where I am.  And life is real good.  Better than I planned it actually.  And because of that I know that God loves me.


Grateful for: being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  And for the truth it brings into my life

Friday, June 27, 2014

Thoughts on "Not Being Beautiful Enough"

Bottom line:  No matter who we are, or how old we are, where we live, or what we do, for many, varied reasons, we all have a desire to some extent, to feel beautiful.

First of all, here's the fact I have realized about myself concerning this matter;  I have never, never, ever  felt that I am beautiful enough.  For as long as I can remember.  I've always had issues with my chubby cheeks and what I feel is an abnormally big head, and my hair that refuses to hold any style but its crazy wavy/curly do, and my apple-shaped body, and weirdly muscular calves.  All these "issues" have put a serious damper in my self esteem throughout the years, and in all honesty, have crippled my ability to accomplish certain goals in my life.  And why, you ask, have I felt the need to blog about this, and put this confession up on the internet?  It is because recently I've recognized that this self-professing of a beauty "deficiency" has affected my faith, my health,  my education, my career, and my friendships and dating relationships... and that's ridiculous.  So, something has got to change.  Plus, I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one whose life has been adversely affected because of their labeling themselves with a "lack of being pretty".  And the truth  is; the truth that at this point I'd like to get up on my soapbox and shout about; is that while we all want  to be beautiful (and also date and be with "beautiful" people), in reality, NO ONE actually has a need  for beauty. 

And on that note, my second realization about this "wanting to be beautiful', is that the pursuit of beauty  is probably the most fundamentally absurd and counterproductive pursuit humanly possible.  Why have we--throughout the history of the world, mind you--put so much stock, so much money, and so much time and effort into making ourselves beautiful? I mean, come on, WHAT DOES THAT EVEN ACCOMPLISH??  As I've come to these realizations, throughout the last few months I have come across 2 different speeches and 1 article that I feel have backed up my thought that the emphasis we place on beauty is unrealistic, irrational, and detrimental.  And you should watch/reach them.  Here's the gist of them though;

1. "Beauty can't feed you."
A few months back, the 2013 Best Actress academy award winner, Lupita Nyong'o gave a speech at the ESSENCE Black Women in Hollywood luncheon, that completely floored me.  You can watch it here.  In her speech, this exceptionally gorgeous, Hollywood fashion icon talks about how growing up she desperately wanted to look different.  She says "I put on the TV and only saw pale skin, I got teased and taunted about my night-shaded skin.  And my one prayer to God, the miracle worker, was that I would wake up lighter-skinned." **  And then one day she discovered the model Alek Wek, and felt vindicated.  Lupita says, "A celebrated model, she was dark as night, she was on all the runways and in every magazine and everyone was talking about how beautiful she was.  Even Oprah called her beautiful and that made it a fact..."  She then says though of those who had taunted her previously, "to the beholders that I thought it mattered, I was still  unbeautiful.  And my mother [would say to me] you can't eat beauty, it doesn't feed you.  And these words plagued and bothered me; I didn't really understand them until I finally realized that beauty was not a thing that I could acquire or consume, it was something that I just had to be.  And what my mother meant when she said you can't eat beauty was that you can't rely on how you look to sustain you. 
What actually sustains us, what is fundamentally beautiful is compassion for yourself and for those around you.  That kind of beauty enflames the heart and enchants the soul."
Woah.  Floored.

2.  Our bodies are not inanimate objects waiting to be admired, or even acted upon, they're able to move, create, and speak; they are meant to be used as a tool for good.
In this article in the most recent addition of the LDS Ensign magazine, the author discusses her years of struggling to be at peace with her body.  Even though she put her faith in a God that "looked on the heart", she still felt a pressure to be skinnier.  She even prayed that God would help her on her quest to become thin. **  She eventually grappled with the difference between making changes to be more healthy, versus making changes to look a specific way, but ultimately in the article she says she finds the most peace and satisfaction when her "body becomes a tool to bless the lives of God's children, and proper maintenance and care of that tool demonstrates [her] recognition of His noble purposes.
Regardless of your faith or religion, you have to recognize all that your body can do.  And do  is an action word.  Beauty is not an action.  Your face can be picture perfect, but it can also offer a smile and kind words to others.  Your hands can be flawlessly manicured, but they can also extend to hold, to assure and to comfort others. And your body can be in tip top shape, with muscles built up in all the right places, and an impressively low body fat percentage, but more importantly it can carry heavy loads for people and walk alongside someone who needs a friend.

**I find it interesting to note that both in this article, and in Lupita's speech, these women prayed to God that their physical appearance might be changed; and yet for both of them, that specific struggle with their physical form ended up being the catalyst with which they were able to connect to rather large audiences, to offer poignant insight into the truth about the exquisite worth of each specific person listening.  I definitely do believe in God; that He is omniscient; He is all-knowing, and He gives us physical means with which to reach out and touch and uplift the people around us; as we are each His sons and His daughters.

Alright, so why is it, that if "you can't rely on how you look to sustain you", and that if our bodies were made to be put to work for uplifting purposes; that we worry so much about not being beautiful enough??

3. Unnecessary Shame
In Brene Brown's TED Talk on Vulnerability, she says that because we fear disconnection or rejection, essentially we feel shame if there is something that makes us imperfect, and so we withdraw from others to avoid showing our imperfections.  And to speak from personal experience, that act of withdrawing only makes us feel less attractive, less wanted, less needed, and less important.  And this "shame" is not comparable to feeling guilt that we've done something wrong; it's shame that we are  something wrong. To explain this shame Brene Brown says, "we all know that feeling: ' I'm not blank enough.  I'm not thin enough, rich enough, beautiful enough, smart enough, promoted enough.'"  And when we're not enough, then we withdraw from others because we think ourselves unworthy of being loved.  That's huge!!!  Now, she goes on to explain the findings of her research on this subject, and how we overcome that feeling of shame by being vulnerable... (it's super awesome, and you should watch the entire talk), but I would suggest that we can simply omit the feelings of shame we harbor due to not feeling we're beautiful enough, because we know that no sustenance comes from beauty.  And we can refuse to withdraw, and instead choose to use the gift of our bodies to give compassion and kindness to everyone we meet!!

Now, real quick, I'm going to make a 180, and also clearly and strongly state that I fully support the idea that "beauty is in the eye of the beholder", and I believe you can make the choice to find  beauty wherever you might be, and whoever you might be with.  My artistic heart will never cease to appreciate fashion, or aspire to create colorful compilations of outfits, and I'll still keep wearing high heels because they make me feel taller and empowered.  Plus, I hope I'll always continue to be on a quest to be stronger, healthier, and wiser about how I take care of my body. Not to mention, I will continue for the rest of my life to acknowledge the "beauties" of the people I love and appreciate, and to seek out the gorgeousness in the little pieces of the world all around me!  Because in all those choices, I find a genuine beauty that greatly enhances my life. 


























However, I have definitely learned that the measurement of our level of beauty does NOT define who we are; WHO WE ARE is in our substance, character, and charity towards other human beings.  So I'm resolving to LIVE and to BECOME, and desist my relentless seeking after BEING beautiful.  I'd like to make a lasting impression on this life I'm living, and actually make a difference.  And therefore acknowledging the fact that physical beauty can't feed me, or offer support to the people I love, and that seeking after an unattainable goal will only leave me feeling unnecessary shame and resentment towards myself; I think I'll aspire to cultivating a beautiful ability  for kindness, a beautiful mind, and beautiful soul  instead.

To quote Fanny Brice in "Funny Girl",

"You think beautiful girls are going to stay in style forever?  I should say not!  Any minute now they're going to be out! Finished!"

So don't rain on my parade.

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

A Year in Review; Lessons Learned

Almost exactly a year ago, I made the decision to move here to Utah.  I did not  want to leave my family.  I did not  want to leave the friends I'd made over the three and a half years I'd lived in Austin.  I cried all the way home from my last day of work there... but now looking back (even though I still miss all those Texans sooo much), I would do the whole dang thing over again.

'Cause I've learned some pretty impactful lessons in the last year;

1. An upheaval of your entire life can actually be the best decision you ever make.  Sometimes following impressions to make even what seems like the least logical decision (like moving to Provo, Utah as an unemployed, single, 25 year old...) can be the greatest thing you've ever done.

2. The best way to take a road trip (for example, one from Texas to Utah), is to listen to the Harry Potter books on CD.  I was so engrossed in them, that even after my 20 hour road trip, I was not ready to stop driving; I wanted to keep listening so bad!

3. People in Utah are pretty darn awesome.  Well, shoot. #mythBUSTED

4. Dating in Utah is practically an Olympic sport.

5. I absolutely love  to love people.  There is no better feeling.  Human beings are decidedly fantastic, and it is glorious to acknowledge their substance, magnificence, and brilliance.

6. Kids are the most superior version of people.  I've met a whole bunch of kids this last year, and they're just the best.  No matter what physical, mental, emotional, or circumstantial obstacles are put in their way, they refuse to let it get the best of them.

7. I have embarrassingly wimpy upper body strength.  I did like 7 assisted pull ups at the gym once, and honestly could not straighten my arms for the rest of the week.  I've gone back to my yoga poses on strength training days for the time being...

8. The best type of patience is a proactive one.  It's surprising how having to wait for something, starts a fire under your butt to be exceptionally enthusiastic about what you are currently involved in.

10. I hate the snow, but spring and summer up north are breathtaking and inspiring!

11. No matter how old I get, or how old they get, or if we live thousands of miles apart, I will always take the role of "oldest sister" very seriously with my siblings.  Sorry cute brothers and sisters; I will keep telling you how cute you are and giving you embarrassing hugs and smooches... or  telling you when you're being dumb when you need to hear it... probably for the rest of my life.  Love ya!

13. Watching "What's Up Doc?" can turn my worst days right around.  Also, I'm not sure I'll ever lose my aspirations to be Barbara Streisand.

14. I am addicted to sticky notes, note cards, and my planner.

15. Giving in to joining Pinterest was simultaneously one of the best, and worst decisions I've ever made.



Grateful for:  Decisions to make!


Monday, November 18, 2013

Jason's Deli

I started regularly eating at Jason's Deli
probably about 2 years ago.
 I discovered they had gluten free bread,
so therefore I could pick any of the regular sandwiches,
just switch out the bread,
and Voila!
My tummy and my mouth could be happy at the same time.
In other words, I could eat real food items off the menu,
and not rabbit-food salds all the time.
Miraculous.
Then, I discovered that the kids that I nannied
loved Jason's Deli just as much as me (and maybe even a little bit more),
so for a while we went about once a week.

And even, sometimes I'd take the kids for Friday dinner,
and then when I got off on Saturday or Monday night, I'd go again!
I went so often in fact,
I was always greeted personally by a member of the staff.
His name was Daniel, and he always knew 
exactly what I was going to order
before I even asked.

I think I kept going back not only because 
I appreciated their gluten free menu options,
but the people there were so courteous, 
(and knew me so well)
I kind of felt like we were my friends!
hahaha

Then,
this sweet, puppy-dog-kinda cute,
like 19/20 year old started working there...
and always seemed to be working at the register when I went in.
He did suuuch a great job at being friendly...
he even snuck me free fruit cups a few times.
So accommodating.

And even one when time I was running some errands after work,
totally overwhelmed and preoccupied after a really long day;
and had to stop at a completely different Jason's Deli,
the guy working there not only asked how my day went,
but took a few minutes to talk when I replied that it had been a long one.
Plus, he gave me free cookies on my way out the door!
"To help you have a good night",
he said.

And this free food always seemed to be accompanied by a smile.
Gracious.
No wonder I have continued to go back.

Well today I kept my tradition going.
It was one of those days that only a panini-style
 Jason's Deli turkey sandwich could fix.
And my new Utah Jason's Deli friend - Joshua - made sure to learn my name,
since he said he'd seen me there a few times before
(uh yes, that might be true...)
and said he should learn my name so he could greet me personally next time.
Joshua, I don't know if I can explain what a difference
your small, friendly gesture made.
Thanks new friend.


So whoever decided to ensure that the Jason's Deli staff
are exceptionally friendly,
thank you!
You've seriously made a ton of my nights.


Saturday, November 16, 2013

I've recently taken a hiatus from this blogging thing...
due to some time-consuming activities;
all that moving to Utah,
searching for the perfect job,
re-constructing my life plans,
you know,
the usual.

And in the midst of all that,
there was a minute there
where I actually contemplated ridding myself
of any and all superfluousness,
(I know, big word... look it up)
including this blog.
I simply get overwhelmed sometimes
by blogs, and facebook, 
and instagram and pinterest...
and think
I don't really care what you ate for lunch,
or every thought that runs through your head,
so why am I spending so much of my time
looking at your pictures and posts?
And even more puzzlingly,
why do I feel the need to post 
the random thoughts in my head??
Holy overload of 
not-really-important information Batman!!

Before I hit that delete button though,
I remembered that my soul is undeniably artistic.
And all of the most unhappy intervals of my life
are marked by my decisions to stifle some outlet of creativity.
So, Imma keep bloggin'.
Deal with it.


Sorry to add to the inundation 
of information being thrown in your face from the internet.
But hey, if you clicked on this link,
you brought it upon yourself!
Bless you for stopping by!