In this age can we give ourselves the most precious gift of time? Is that even possible? Can we pull ourselves out of the chores, errands, commitments to others, just for a few moments each day?
It should be permissible to give ourselves something luxurious that we may want, like time to read, daydream, meditate, take a nap, do yoga, whatever it is we want but ruled out for more pressing matters?
Time. Wouldn't you like some slowly moving, luxurious time set aside just for yourself?
I am not smoking in picture 2, it is condensation.
Over the years I have learned to let go and enjoy change of season. Much needed warmth is provided by loads of layers. In the next few months let's have fun with sweaters, jackets, boots, scarves and stalkings.
1. Fit body - Fit bodies are most attractive bodies even if they are wearing torn clothes. Exercise every day and watch what you eat (I mean just watch don't eat ;-) )
2. Decently styled hair - Spend ten minutes over the weekend in doing some hair set up. If you have my type of hair (super curly) then have a hair length that is manageable and can be set in minimal time. Well set hair is always stylish irrespective of its length.
3. Ironed clothes - You can always iron clothes while catching up with your TV shows. Wrinkled clothes can make even Burberry garments look messy.
I feel sad when people give hundred excuses of not accommodating exercise in their daily lives. We want promotions, exotic vacations, big houses, grand salaries, appreciation from people but we ignore the utmost important thing in our life - our body.
In my observation people who say that they don't have time to do a certain thing actually have a lot of time on their hands (everyone gets 24 hours during the day) but their priorities are different. So when one says 'I don't have time to exercise' what they actually mean is 'I lack the motivation to exercise'.
We are taught to work hard, to make a lot of money and in the process we become our jobs. Do we live in a system that can sometimes be kind of a prison? When you ask someone 'What do you do?' the answer is always 'I work at so and so company'. Why is it never 'I sing, I dance, I daydream'? Our job becomes our identity, why are we defined, validated or labeled by our jobs? Is the basis of who we are lost?