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I am dreaming of the coast at winter, cold harsh and salty. The sea in winter is to me the power of nature.
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Dear Winter,
You let December creep up so silently, quickly, I an unsure as to where I should my place my thoughts anymore. Being in between places is strange, halfway to insanity and halfway to success, every decision in the next three weeks will decide which half will take all of me. And lately I have been wondering if the escape I found in my new city and home that I love so dearly is worth it. Because on paper it seemed to like the perfect plan but things are never quite a simple as they appear to be, and hardly ever is reality the dream you imagined for weeks on end.
It isn't about how many time you fall apart but how many you put yourself back together.
Or at least that is what they say.
Winter you get to me physically as well as mentally I guess they agree in that way at least. My hands and feet are rarely warm, and almost every slight bit of exposed skin loses all feeling. Kinda like the way I stop feeling deeply during the grey months despite my love of that haunting colour between the sea and the sky. And yet you bring a cosy and loved up atmosphere rarely paralleled by other seasons to our small lives.
I honestly believe that your intentions are good but I wish it was easier than you make it seem.
XO, Miriam
Letters to Winter| Three
English Mademoiselle
Tuesday, December 02, 2014
Dear Winter,
I have been busy I guess. But I found time to start writing a journal again the other day, I don't know what it is but I have started to write down all the random little things that make me happy or sad throughout the day. If you look at the all of the words on the page they seem so insignificant but is there any other way of recording how you feel at that moment? I have begun to draw again, if you can call it that making up little stories in my head about love and wanderlust.
Do they like me? How can you tell when to stop trying? How do you admit that you need help? He said I love you. Maybe we should go and see that film you were on about... Fast forward. "I love you too." I heard myself say back. Could it be true? This isn't the escape she thought it would be, she thought a new city would help. But you cannot run from the problems that live in your head.
- A collection of sentences that I wrote down together the other day, questions, memories and escape.
Hopefully next week will be better.
XO, Miriam
Letters to Winter| Two
English Mademoiselle
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Dear Winter,
November you took Autumn faster than I wanted you to. You have made my breath turns a hazy white, breathless from my evening run and the cold closing around my lungs. Winter you make it hard to live sometimes, wrapped in layer upon layer of knitwear and fumbling to unlock the front door with shivering hands. But it is as the moments when I have made no attempt to wear thermal sports wear when I feel the cold hit my bones that I feel most alive. One thing I regret about past winters is talking myself into disliking you Winter, but really I relish staying indoors with a cup of chai and a book (or magazine) escaping from the world and clinging hot red Starbucks mugs for dear life. I hope to enjoy the best of you this year Winter.
XO, Miriam
Letters to Winter| One
English Mademoiselle
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Dear October,
You have gone now, you left quickly but not without giving me experiences I will remember (or not in some cases) for quite some time now. You gave us the end of Autumn, because your neighbour November will come and make the days shorter, leaving me in the dark more than the light. I will miss being able to leave the house without a scarf or only wearing two layers of clothing, but I will begin to don only knitwear and clutch at portable coffee cups to stay warm. October you are the last strands of summer before the frosty mornings cling to my lips and eyelashes.
Thank you October for your highs and your lows.
XO, Miriam
Letters to October| Three
English Mademoiselle
Monday, November 03, 2014
Looking back at last year not only through my blog but through my journal and all the photos I took (not enough) I have found some new ideas, the main one being that I don't like the word resolution. It makes it sound like you can change over night, plus there is a connotation of lost hope and unrealistic goals. AKA. no longer for me.
who knew Theory of Knowledge lessons would do me good?
So instead I have come up with a set of ideas I would like to carry out in January and which ever ones make me feel better as a human being I will continue to do throughout the rest of 2014.
and what if you don't like any of them at the end?
Numbre 1: Write letters to people, using a pen and some paper. Spend the time to write words to the people I care about instead of relying on social media sites like Facebook.
I want to do this as I have a pen pal in The Netherlands, as well as other wonderful people I know in other places first and foremost France... Time to brush up my French and fast!
Numbre 2: Take 1 photo a day of daily things, considering home is where the heart is and as I might be leaving for university this year seems only right to remember my surroundings.
Numbre 3: Smile more. I recently discovered the Law of Attraction, and as a believer in karma it fits in quite neatly. I am going to take time to be more positive and smile more, in the hope that I will worry less.
Numbre 4: Write what I read down. I always think I don't read enough but I reckon if I write everything I read in one month or more down I will realise my head is stuck in a book more than I know.So naturally I started with IT by Alexa Chung, I read it in 30 minutes I think and I will probably read it many more times this year!
Finalement Numbre 5: Go for long walks, now I know this one sounds weird but I find that walking at a pace for a long time relaxes me and clears my head and saves the need for 2 hour long showers due to thinking.
xo, Miriam
P.S. Which of these ideas do you like the most?
New Found Ideas.
English Mademoiselle
Thursday, January 02, 2014