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User Image taylloralissa Posted: Sep 16, 2017 11:55 PM (UTC)
11 Ludwig
The Voice will always try to rob your joy
You're a failure (even before you start)
You're a fraud (no matter how long you've done something)
You're not enough (even when you give your all)
You don't matter (period)
The Voice never goes away
He haunts
He's a liar and deceiver and wants to kill your soul
And sometimes we just get so tired of fighting him that we just fall
And he doesn't relent
He kicks us when we're down
Knocking out our teeth
And our dreams
But let me tell you something
Though he may never go away
We sure can defeat him
Anything you're afraid of doing
Anything he's telling you can't do
Or you'll fail at
Or whatever else he's saying
Act in the opposite
Do the thing
Be the thing
Because even if he can taunt us
He doesn't have to steal our hope
We prove him wrong with our lives
- love you guys, keep fighting darkness with light ✨💛
And @matthewglass, thank you for giving me the pep talk that inspired this. You're a freaking gem 💎
User Image taylloralissa Posted: Sep 12, 2017 4:18 AM (UTC)
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All you need are pink skies
To remind you
That though
Will be replaced with
And loneliness creeps in
There are still pink skies
There is still beauty
And you're one conversation away from laughter.
User Image taylloralissa Posted: Aug 29, 2017 3:01 AM (UTC)
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Two years ago today day, I made some decisions that changed my life. I was at @yellowconference, having just launched my business, so eager to share it with the the stellar group of amazing women around me.
Then I got to sit down with @eryneddy for a mentorship session, and for an hour, we maybe talked 5 minutes about business. Because she saw my heart. She saw something that I had yet to realize: that I needed to tend to my internal world before the external.
I had been fighting anxiety and depression for months at this point, and as a result of our conversation, I called the next day to book my first counseling session.
As I reflect on this day, I am struck by all kinds of emotion. First, I'm inspired of the power of one person, taking the time to listen, and how much that can change everything. @eryneddy, you were that one person for me. Second, I'm both grieved and filled with joy at the journey I've taken since then, a journey of going deep into pain, fear, and darkness, to become the woman I am today. I still battle those things, but I know I can fight now. I know that I don't have to cower and remain hopeless to my own fear. A lot can happen in two years, when you choose to open up to the process. ✨
User Image taylloralissa Posted: Aug 22, 2017 5:36 AM (UTC)
13 Ludwig
Sometimes, you just need to take that first step, that first action, to show yourself that you believe.
That's faith, friends.
I just bought @jennakutcher's class on email marketing for entrepreneurs, and I was terrified. "Who am I kidding," I told myself. "You've taken a break from your business for over a year, do you really think you can do it? That you can succeed?" Honestly, I can't prove that I will. But choosing to invest in myself, in something that I believe, that made me believe just a little bit more that I CAN do it.
How often do we wait for certainty or permission to believe? I think the action is what makes faith, faith. You just have to go for it, and when you do, that's when faith happens, and movement occurs. What are you waiting for?
User Image taylloralissa Posted: Aug 20, 2017 4:27 AM (UTC)
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During the darkest depths of my depression and anxiety, I cut myself off from most of the world, developing social anxiety. I was so afraid of opening up to anyone new, afraid I was so fragile and messy that I'd just fall apart.

Even once I had healed significantly, I still was left with a crippling fear of the social situations I once craved. And it killed me. I was so angry, I lashed out at myself for shying away from social situations. To make it hurt less, I told myself that I didn't need new friends, I didn't need to get to know anyone. I could keep my current circle close, and that would be enough.
But people move, relationships change, and pretty soon I found myself in a place where I had no choice but to reach out. Because I couldn't afford not to anymore.
And little by little, fighting that anxiety, I realized something that was lost to me during those dark times: I love connecting with people. And that's worth fighting for.
User Image taylloralissa Posted: Aug 19, 2017 5:40 AM (UTC)
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The best dreams can be found in the roots we've grown for ourselves. Invest in the depths, and the heights can be reached.
I remember two years ago like it was yesterday, when my hair was shorter and my smile was bright. It was the day I launched a dream of mine, and saw it become real. With the help of incredible friends and fellow world-changers, @thefmks was born. As a result, I was able to meet some of the most amazing women I've ever known, been inspired by other creatives, and seen people's lives transformed by the power of story and community.
And almost a year ago, I took a step back, realizing that taking care of myself needed to come before taking care of business. As I reflect on this day now, I'm filled with excitement. Something inside me says it isn't over yet. Something inside me says, there's more. I'm not sure what that looks like yet, and maybe I don't have to. But after a year of taking a break, I feel passion stirring up in me like never before.
When you take time away from things you love, I think you get something better than your original passion back: you get a transformed heart. And that gives you a passion unlike anything you've ever experienced.
So cheers to the future, for whatever world-changing may come. ✨
User Image taylloralissa Posted: Aug 1, 2017 2:17 AM (UTC)
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Today I saw an old man picking weeds.
He piled them high on his walker.
I was sitting at a red light in front of a brick building, a seniors home, when I saw him.
He was smiling.
The red light stopped me physically.
This man stopped my heart.
Because we all God-willing will grow old like this man.
And will what we do give us purpose?
I hardly think this man has to pick the weeds.
But he does.
And that intrigues me.
What am I doing?
What am I choosing as I grow older every second?
How about you?
Today I saw an old man picking weeds.
User Image taylloralissa Posted: Jul 7, 2017 3:27 AM (UTC)
2 Juno
But for how long?

Sometimes, the aches of the heart last a moment.
Those "sometimes" are rare. More often, they linger, scratching at our hearts with cruel fingers to ensure that fresh wounds remain open.
Sometimes, even when wounds aren't fresh, those clever aches find their way back to us. A familiar song. Smell. View. They reawaken the experience of what was, of what is now dead. Yet some part of us hopes for resurrection, for redemption.
Sometimes, those things come.
Sometimes they don't. And we are left to feel the ache all over again, our loss even more distant than before, farther from our grasp.
But for how long?
Thousands of people
One place
Coming together
To leave
Their mark
With many
Now becomes
That's how
Are made.

Thanks for the 📷 @matthewglass
User Image taylloralissa Posted: Jun 23, 2017 1:27 AM (UTC)
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Telling stories has always been my default setting; now I get paid for it. I'm excited to share that you're looking at the new copywriter for Habit, an Edmonton-based creative marketing agency. 📷: @katey_v
User Image taylloralissa Posted: Jun 22, 2017 4:04 AM (UTC)
3 Juno
When my
Legs grow
My heart
My mind
What spurs me
Is no thought of future
Hope for the journey's
It is the
Flower I pass by
In the
Midst. - TL 06.21.17
User Image taylloralissa Posted: May 29, 2017 4:26 AM (UTC)
1 Juno
User Image taylloralissa Posted: May 20, 2017 5:50 AM (UTC)
4 Ludwig
Tear down the prison walls
Don't start the curtain call
Your chains will never fall until you do
'Cause if you never leave home, never let go
You'll never make it to the great unknown till you
Keep your eyes open, my love.

It is so necessary to be reminded that the deepest growth, the most enduring of change, the most rooted of conviction, develops during the darkest of times.
User Image taylloralissa Posted: May 14, 2017 5:35 AM (UTC)
2 Juno
Come back
I whispered to the Beauty
I need you.
User Image taylloralissa Posted: May 12, 2017 1:33 AM (UTC)
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Writing with @localwolves has offered some of the most amazing opportunities, like getting to know @findingxfletcher and sharing a sample of her story. Check out our May 2017 issue, link in bio.☝🏽💛
User Image taylloralissa Posted: May 10, 2017 6:26 AM (UTC)
5 Ludwig
800 miles to
Me and you
The city scape
In dark blue.
User Image taylloralissa Posted: May 3, 2017 10:29 PM (UTC)
9 Ludwig
Every time a plane I'm seated in leaves the ground, I smile to myself and exclaim quietly, "I'm flying!" I mean, really, when you think about it, you're in a chair hurtling through the sky. That still delights me as much as it did when I was a child.
User Image taylloralissa Posted: Apr 30, 2017 5:42 AM (UTC)
5 Ludwig
I need to
Get outside
Of these walls
Of this mind.
The edge
Is a
Place to
It makes us
A side
You see
As you are
Who you
Want to
- TAL 04.27.17