Spring: A Fresh Start

It’s been awhile since I’ve had a weekend off and can finally free my mind to write a blog post. I guess you could say I’ve been busy living life. And that’s the truth. Life is so beautiful and precious. I used to write in my journal every night, until I went off to college, then I wrote an entire book! And then I began to live my life. Fell in love. Bought a home. Got married! Oh, yeah I’ve been waiting for 10 years to put on that wedding dress! Life is good.

There are so many things about my life now that are completely different than when I first started my writing journey. I’ve somehow bloomed into a healthy lifestyle fanatic, loving the tastes of flavorful and healthy foods like avocado, freshly chopped cilantro, and yes that squeezed lime juice! I’ve also become obsessed with a toxic-free home, especially cleaning supplies, because no one likes a dirty home! You’ll see that I have a love for ewg.org and all my friends know this! I’m really just me. I love when products are green, safe for the environment, our reproductive health, and safe if exposed to animals. Many of these products like my favorite Native deodorant & cleaning products by Puracy and Seventh Generation I plan on sharing here on Her Healthy Habits. her_healthy_habits__nametag

The way I define Her Healthy Habits is simply finding that balance between loving where you are mentally and physically balancing everyday habits in a healthy, productive way so as to feel absolutely happy with your life. This is how I feel. I love my life. That doesn’t mean I don’t have bad days where I cry, because I certainly do. Crying is a part of life, and happy people cry. We just have to get through it together.

All through my writing journey, my heart has remained the same. I have so much I’d like to share with others. Many things that I feel very passionate about, in hopes to help others. My mother has always said I see the beauty in everything. It’s true, I really do. I could sit for hours just listening to sounds of the peaceful outdoors, until a beautiful hummingbird wisps by me-I always jump a little when they do that. (I’m also so excited for spring!) My mom has actually been the one to always help me on my writing journey. She’s always proof-read everything and taught me so much about how to publish my work. She still writes today, even after going through her rough round of breast cancer. I’m so proud of her.

My latest read was Jessica Simpson’s Open Book. It has inspired me in so many ways. First, I have always loved Jessica Simpson. Second she is so open about the raw details of her life which makes it so beautiful. And third, it isn’t fake. I’ve really enjoyed listening to her tell her story on audible on Amazon. (You’ll learn I’m a huge fan of Amazon). But I also bought her signed copy from Target for only $10 with a coupon. (I’m also a great shopper!) But in all seriousness, I feel like I know so much now than when I was a teenager and biggest fan of Jessica Simpson. It’s a great book, I recommend it to all her fans!

There’s something meaningful that hits me this time of the year. Just before the lilacs bloom. I get this spring cleaning vibe that I can only describe as having a fresh start. I love planning where the flowers will go, and which ones to get. I’m hoping we get our lilacs blooming that we planted last year at our new home. We’ve been fighting with the deer and I’ve been getting pretty crafty at keeping them out. I think lilacs are so meaningful because the bloom only happens once a year and for only about two weeks or so. It reminds me of my favorite quote by John Keats, “I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days- three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”

So as we all start cleaning our homes to get that fresh start and clean air, keep Her Healthy Habits in mind. I’ll be sharing all kinds of tips on cleaning supplies for a toxic-free home. One simple thing I love to do is put lemons in the garbage disposal instead of a harsh chemical. It also smells way better! More to come…

Heather Blynn

When you love what you have….

for blog postWhen you love what you have, you have everything you need. I hold strongly to these words that are written on a sign over my bed as a daily reminder. Being grateful means by definition to warmly or deeply appreciate the kindness or benefit being received. It’s not only being thankful as the dictionary states, but being grateful also is pleasing to the mind. It’s something you can take in with all the senses. It’s completely refreshing and one of my constant reminders when things get tough. Not to worry. We always have each other.

Life has hit me friends. The real world that is. And every time I feel like giving up, I turn to this quote. I physically turn to those I’m grateful for and the simple sight of my loved ones refreshes every doubt or trouble I have.

It’s very easy to get caught up in the life of always wanting “more.” Maybe it’s not things or money, maybe it’s experiences we want. Or maybe it’s more from life itself, like that boyfriend of nine years who hasn’t proposed yet. Wait, maybe that’s just me. Anyways. It’s really easy to always want more. Currently, my boyfriend and I are in the process of buying a home and as easy as it is to get caught up in all the excitement, I instead slow down. I mean, yes, I do want a house for our little family, but I also love what we have right now too. But, in the midst of all this waiting and back and forth with realtors and loan officers and paperwork and saving, I keep to this quote that hangs above my headboard.

When you love what you have…then you have everything you need.

So, even if this house doesn’t go through for some reason or another, hey, it happens, life will still be just as good because I already love what I have. Maybe it’s the “millennial” talking in me, the voice inside that all too many like to criticize. Yeah, maybe my boyfriend and I have been together for nine years and haven’t got married and had a dozen babies. Yeah, maybe we are buying a house for our cat. But, at least we are happy with what we have. I mean, why wouldn’t we be? We have each other and that’s all we need.

So wherever you are at with your life, just remember to be grateful for what you already have. Keep striving to be and do better, but always remember to slow down and truly realize what you already have is beautiful.

P.S. We got the house!

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Forgiveness and Letting Go…

Forgiveness. The final fork-in-the-road decision where one must choose between love and hate. It’s when we can’t go forward, backwards, or up, until we choose left or right. Do we choose to forgive and let go of the hurt and sadness that’s consumed us? Or, do we choose to hold onto it, and never forgive? It is ultimately one of the biggest decisions we have in life, and if we choose wrong, it could haunt in the shadows and burden daily.

I was always one that held onto things for a while, until eventually the emotion came out with tears and I forgave. My mom thought it weird that I’d be crying over something from months before, rather than crying that very day the hurt first hit my chest. Call it strength, or call it weakness. Either way, I was able to let go of it, to truly deal with a life situation.

I truly feel my life is blessed, and that God has only given me challenges He knows I can take. That being said, it wasn’t always rainbows and butterflies growing up. With my parents at a constant disagreement, or rather a lack of understanding for each other, inevitably it led to their divorce. If I could say one thing about divorce if in any way to help educate others, it is this- divorce scars more than just the two that sign the parting papers. It hurts the children involved as well- they are losing half of their lives too.

It’s a very weird reality to live in. All of a sudden, Christmas is no longer the same white Christmas tree dressed in garland of red. Instead, it’s driving here and driving there. It’s a constant back and forth and I’ve felt like a yo-yo being played at the hand of divorce. I have moved on from my parents’ divorce. Both my parents have as well and are in new marriages. But, divorce really doesn’t go away, ever. I feel it’s a long battle on that road to forgiveness. No, I don’t want to start a “parent trap,” but I do miss that white Christmas tree.

Forgiveness is letting go so that we can move on with our own lives and not be pushed around by that word lurking in the shadows. For me, my word is divorce. To forgive my parents so that I can move on with my own life, trusting that someday I will have a successful marriage.

I can only hope that everyone else is able to move on faster towards forgiveness, sooner than later and choose love over hate every time. If forgiveness is something you just can’t do, then at least think about it. Come up with all sides of the situation and truly understand it. Work daily on trying to let go. You may not forget whatever the hurt is, but you will find a way to forgive so that you can live on. Find something important to you like for me it is writing, and find a healthy way to exercise forgiveness. Because one day, it will all blow away with the wind, leaving the shadows, and taking the heavy weight with. Forgiveness is freedom. And we have to work on it every day.

 

Spring into Inspiration

Dear readers,

It’s my favorite time of year. When the urge to spring clean consumes me, and early morning birds have come home to sing in the trees. It’s that time for refreshing, being grateful, and learning how to improve. Did I mention, it’s almost time for lilacs to bloom?!

It’s that familiar scent swirling around in the wind outside. Where cheerfully, I open the doors and welcome it in. Excitedly, gray-lilac I paint my toes, and rip off that heavy, extra blanket under the comforter. The sun, with its rise in appearance, unhurriedly, yet almost immediately melts away the leftover snow. Dripping of water droplets splash in puddles underneath cars and roofs and the stillness of gray clouds teases me in hopes for rain. Spring is coming!

My body springs into inspiration. It’s been two years since my blog has been created, but many years I’ve been writing. Two years ago, I was finishing up my senior year in college. I completed my major and was taking writing classes because it’s something I highly enjoy doing. It was then I created my blog and wrote my novel, The Fourth Charm, publishing it in April. And recently, republishing it again. Spring is that time of year that inspires me to write. I’m not sure if it’s the hope of warmer weather coming, or just knowing that something new is in the air. Maybe it’s that John Keats style of writing that I melt for. I live for that flowery description stuff. I could live forever in a moment, describing, writing, how it feels, what it looks like, really breathe in my surroundings.

Writing nourishes my soul. It allows me to breath. I’ve learned to constantly improve on my writing by never stopping. I wrote a book very young, and yes, it may never be read by millions, or even a couple thousand, but it gives myself hope. For me. It’s for me that I write. To inspire myself to improve and live happily. I no longer write for a professor, or grade. I no longer need to follow the rules. I begin my sentences with a preposition sometimes, and may not always use a comma. I write how I would speak at times, and that’s okay. That’s what makes us different, it gives us a voice. It gives me a voice.

With spring in the air, and my second novel 75% complete, I’m welcoming in a beautiful spring and all its inspiration floating at the wings. It’s time to write poems again, and capture the fresh blooms, and share my inspirational journey with you. A romance is swirling around my rose-colored world, and I’m excited, to new beginnings.