Hi there! My name is Julia and welcome to my conscious lifestyle blog where I share personal narratives on life, planet, and mindfulness. I share weekly content that tries to inspire and uplift, ranging from travel and health (spiritual and physical) to dating and philosophizing on the human condition as it relates to my deep desire to live a conscious and authentic life.
What does it mean to live authentically?
To be authentic is to be original (and maybe not quote Dr. Seuss?) and to live authentically is to live your life according to your truest self with purpose, significance, and accountability. There is, and forever will be, only one of me and I choose to live a singular most amazing life on my terms in a manner that is honest, respectful, and genuine–to myself–as well as to my fellow humans and all that is contained within the natural world (les animaux!).
… And consciously?
To be conscious is to be awakened to an inner realization of a truth or a fact. In constantly striving (and sometimes struggling!) to live an authentic life I find myself often acting the fly on the wall observing and questioning my environment and the people within it, always trying to discern the choices we make to the options that are presented to us. To live consciously is to be bound by the impulse to always push yourself further, forever bettering yourself in whatever way that resonates and keeps in line with your authentic self.
Not really. Just read this next paragraph:
I believe in constantly tearing myself down to build myself up anew; forever evolving; always growing. I believe if you’re not at least somewhat uncomfortable with some aspect of your life, then you’re not fully living. It is in the discomfort where there is space for growth to happen. And sometimes even a little magic.
Let’s get comfortably uncomfortable.
I’m a people pleaser by nature and likely, nurture, and it’s taken me THIS long to realize how much I let it affect my everyday choices. I am unconsciously comfortable in sacrificing my authentic self in order to ensure those around me are comfortable. No more! I actively work on bettering myself and finding my peace even if it means feeling uncomfortable in doing so.
One more time
I want to be better, do better, and live better: with mindfulness, compassion, and oodles of peace. I want to live simply and honestly and uncomplicate the webiness of my overcomplicated thoughts.
A very brief history
I grew up an expat, a third culture kid, in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. The first 12 years of my life were spent mostly in KSA and partially in Southwestern Ontario in the form of summers, a few months in 1990 during the Gulf War, and the odd Christmas. Having spent time split between two homes on an international level and pre-internet, my desire to keep in touch with friends was formed and writing newsy letters became a natural practice. The practice continued as I relocated abroad on a long term temporary basis (a University exchange to the south of Spain and an English teaching stint in Seoul, South Korea). TUaMe evolved out of a long history of correspondence and the need to share my thoughts and experiences with like-minded people.
My family and I relocated permanently to Ontario in 1995. It was a significant adjustment—our first full winter back was a challenge, to say the least. But we survived… with proper jackets and winter boots of course (because, you know, winters can be cold and stuff). Though Canada has always made up my identity, I have often felt a little out of place in the over twenty (gulp) years I’ve (mostly) lived here. I’m not sure if this feeling of displacement will ever leave me, but I’d like to explore the beauty and the ugly that makes up the struggle.
I hope in some small way, my words uplift, inspire or at least bring about a feeling of connection. Because, after all, isn’t that why we write? To connect?
So, having said that, I hope you enjoy and find some kind of truth and/or meaning out of my collected thoughts, as I hope this blog will do just that for me… Or maybe, just have a bit of an eye roll and a chuckle. That would bring joy to my heart too.
Thanks for stopping by!