Don’t Wait ‘til You’re Ready

Right after I graduated college, I didn’t know what the hell I was doing. All I wanted to do was move to New York City and become a model like I’d always dreamed of, but how? It felt like there was so much money, time, and work between my dreams and I.

Now, here I am, with all these experiences that tell me I’ve accomplished some semblance of my dream, and with an equal amount telling me I’ve fallen short and nothing has been good enough.

But if I could go back in time and show my then-self what my present reality looks like, he would be so relieved to know all the hard work was worth something. So, my challenge today is trusting that every tomorrow is leading me to this same experience. If my former self knew the successes he’d experience – would that relieve some anxiety? Can I adopt that same energy into my present-day life, knowing everything is going to work out?

The only problem is, the human mind quickly adapts to new things, and that whole “grass is green on the other side” saying is totally true. So, how can I hold my future dreams at the forefront of my mind, yet allow myself to be deeply connected with My Now today? Because as much hope as tomorrow can provide, it is still not guaranteed, so how can I make My Today the best it can possibly be?

I choose to allow myself to simply Be today. With all the work ahead and all the distance I still have from my new goals, it’s OK to Be. It’s OK to enjoy. It’s OK to take a break. Everything is going to work out, and if it doesn’t, then it doesn’t.

Acceptance is my elixir.

Stand | Believe | ​Nourish

Stand for yourself, and if some days you forget who you are, that’s ok … just keep standing.

Believe in yourself, even after you’ve failed an uncomfortable amount of times.

Nurture yourself, for everything planted is in a state of fruition.

 

Photo credit: @ricokinnard

 

 

5 Reasons to Tell Your Negative Inner Voice to Go Fuck Itself

When did you start listening to that motherfucker upstairs? That negative, inner voice that holds you back from being your effusive, buoyant and down-right magical self? Mine says stuff like this every time I start writing: Ugh, you’re sooo full of yourself and pretty annoying, dude. On the real tho… no one gives a fuck what you write; you literally have zero authority or expertise and should probably just go back to hating your life and working 24/7 as a Brooklyn real estate agent because that’s the only thing you’re half-way decent at. You think you’re so fucking perfect and know everything, right? You’re a fuckin’ phony, bro.” What if I actually listened to that bullshit – that negative self-talk coming in to crush any sort of positive imprint I could have on the world and on my own own life? Read below for my 5 Reasons to Tell Your Negative Inner Voice to Go Fuck Itself.

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Crash Course

Hey, I’m Myles. We may know each other, or this may be your first time stumbling upon me in the leafy abundance of the online forest. I’m here writing to you from my apartment in Ridgewood, Queens in New York City. I’m a 29 year-old writer, realtor and model. My mission for this blog is to offer original, inspirational content to help people feel better everyday. 

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Perfect Fucking Moment

I remember the moment this photo was taken, the click of the camera. I dropped my head down and finger-combed my hair forward, then flung myself up for the I-don’t-know-how-many-th time, then BAM. Not to sound like a narcissistic nightmare who makes you wanna choke on your own vomit, but it was a hard shot to pull off all things considered: chin had to stay down, shoulders up, find the lens and make eye contact in a millisecond, hand ever so slightly tugging my shirt, then hope my hair was still up and not whooshed back out of sight.

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True Self Speaks

I have a side of my personality that I often hide from the world. Messy. Untrusting. Ambivalent. Grieving. Burnt out. Angry. Judgmental. Human. My whole life I thought I needed to be perfect to be loved. And the fucked up part is I thought I had to be perfect to love MYSELF. I tried to hide my flaws, hide my anger, hide my true feelings until they spiraled me into burn out.

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