“Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring — it was peace.” ― Milan Kundera
The quote above has been a favorite of mine since the first time I read it. I never truly understood it until I was lost, and it was just me and my dog trying to find our place in this crazy world.
There are mixed opinions on when the right time is to get your first pet. If you ask my parents, I might have rushed into it, and that it was most likely an irrational move (they’ve since come to love their furry grandchild). But if you ask me, it was the most sane and incredible thing I could have done at that time in my life. I was lost, but there was something about that dog that made me feel just a little less off course.
This blog is about self discovery. It will be filled with imperfections in grammar, but it will also be filled with love and good intention. It’s a project about getting lost and found. What happens when you stop living for everyone else and start living for yourself? What if you cared a little less about your flaws and embraced your strengths? What kind of magic would you awaken within yourself?