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Just Be Where You Are Today

The past two weeks I’ve taken some much needed down-time to spend with family and loved ones. It has been such a treat to simply laugh and relax with the most important people in my life.

During this mini-stay-cation, although we managed to sneak in quite a bit of fun, I had time to reconnect with some of my favorite hobbies. I have re-engaged with my yoga practice, crocheted many a scarf, watched far too much Game of Thrones, and, most excitingly, received a new camera lens!

This bad boy is a 50mm f/1.8. I’m still doing research and experimenting with it, but this ‘nifty fifty’ will certainly be a learning experience!

Stay tuned for more!

(The title of this post is a quote from my favorite YouTube channel, Yoga with Adriennewhich simply reminds me to accept where I am today, whatever manner that may be, while striving for a better tomorrow. It never fails to inspire me!)

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Frankfurt am Main

Frankfurt am Main. After only a few hours in the city, I was in love.

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How could anyone see that without at least a little bit of awe?

Although I could list dozens of things I loved about the city, my favorite was the unique blend of old and new. One minute, we were standing in the heart of the city above, while only a short walk away is the historic Frankfurt Cathedral (below).

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From the Frankfurt Cathedral’s bell tower, we stood in the old, and were dazzled by the new.

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The strong gothic architecture provides such a stark contrast to the soaring skyscrapers; the old yields to the overpowering new.

These structures are the heights of their respective century’s technology. Truly, this cathedral, in which emperors of the Holy Roman Empire were coronated, must have struck pilgrims down in wonder. Today, the dizzying heights of the new buildings have the same sort of effect. Really, then, are these building contrasting? Or saying the same thing, in a different language?

Tschüss

To USD:

To the friends I lost and made

in the shade

of the Immaculata;

To the late nights,

And,

of course,

to the early mornings;

To drinking more coffee

than my bladder could hold;

To the classes on crying;

To the professors who barely tolerated our existence,

And to those whose words changed mine;

Goodbye, farewell, Auf Wiedersehen.

Until graduate school (coming to Indiana, August 2016).IMG_3114

Ode to Siblings

A few days ago, I had the pleasure of working in a classroom for children with special needs. It was a small classroom, with no more than ten students, which allowed me to get to know the students on an intimate level.

Halfway through the day, at an assembly, a little boy came to sit by us, specifically by his twin sister in the class. For the few hours I had been with her, she had spent her time dozing comfortably in her chair. When she saw her brother, she lit up brilliant. Suddenly, she was laughing as he played with her hands and smiling each time he looked her way. When his class left, he kissed her cheeks, and scurried after his peers.

For the remainder of the day, he would duck in and out of the classroom. As he finished his work, his teacher would allow him free time to spend with his sister. They would giggle together, sharing secrets and smiles, until he had to return to class. He would kiss her cheeks again, and as he left, she would follow with her eyes. She would sleep until his next visit.

This brother and sister have a  pure and unconditional love for one another, one so deep that I couldn’t help but reflect on my own life. I realize how lucky this girl and I are, for we both have caring big brothers, always looking out for us, making us smile, and  protecting us from harm.

So, to my big brother, on his birthday, thank you for loving me so unconditionally.

The Dancing Needle

NeedlesRecently, a record player was added to our collection. Although I have always loved music, this was my first time interacting with this old and pure technology, and I was instantly mesmerized.

The unadulterated voices suddenly had such depth.

The soft whirring was like the click-clacking of a roller coaster, building up anticipation.

The needle danced with the music, adjusting when necessary, accentuating melancholic lows and boisterous highs.

Why did we ever abandon this?

The First Monday of the Year!

New Year’s Resolutions are awful.

No, really. Hear me out.

We pick some arbitrary day to turn our lives around, when in reality, by February 1st, many of these resolutions will have been broken, forgotten, or both. Also, this date is one on which we’re supposed to make resolutions. There’s too much pressure, especially with social media, to resolve to accomplish something, and then post about it, all the while knowing these will more than likely fail.

The basic idea of self-improvement is one that I whole-heartedly support, which puts me in a wonderful paradox (plus, I’m hypocritically posting about this on the internet).

Instead of making a resolution on January First, though, I chose today, the first monday of the year. And, instead of calling it a resolution, I am setting a goal for myself. One that I can’t post about. One that I must practice internally.

Simply put, it is self-love.

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This is Lou. Although she isn’t the world’s most glamorous dog, she has a beautiful spirit, one which I seek to emulate. She doesn’t care how far I throw the ball, as long as she gets to bring it back to me. She doesn’t care what time I wake up or come home, as long as she is there to greet me. She doesn’t care what grades I get, if I burn dinner, if I swear, if I don’t accomplish everything I set to.

She just wants to love me.

This year, I want to love myself as she does.

We’ll have to see how it goes.

What about you? Did you set any resolutions? Do you need a little more self-love in your life? Tell me about them below!