#thiscrazylife

[suiriswhite]

When your life doesn't "fit the norm"... Last night I watched a wonderful cheesy Christmas movie and there was this one guy who's life was pretty much all over the place: 30, travelling, having lived in different countries, worked different jobs, tried all kinds of different things, not following a fixed plan... but being optimistic, having fun and living life to the fullest. He said "my whole life is a bit vague." I felt that.🙈😁 But guess what? I wouldn't have it any other way. Just imagining what me and my life would look like had I stayed in the first job I ever learnt after school and that's it... Wow would I have missed out on adventures, learnings, people, places, opportunities to grow and stories to tell!😮 How about you? Following a straight path or going wherever the wind blows you?🌪 ___________ Manchen mag mein Leben wie ein großes Chaos erscheinen, aber ich bin dankbar dafür.🙏 Wie schaut's bei euch aus? Leben nach Plan mit gerader Route oder im ZickZack durch's Leben?😅 #thiscrazylife #livinglifetothefullest #doinglife #noplanisthebestplan #quitmyjobtotravel #intuitiveliving #livelifethewayyouwant #followyourintuition #intuitivleben #höreaufdeinherz #lebedeinewahrheit (hier: Baden-Württemberg, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/CI3XGVRBHz_/?igshid=qmkylxjf4a7r

[spencersarc]

Two years today I took this photo after 2 days of what was to be my very last period. I didn’t post on here I didn’t even share that I was pregnant until I couldn’t really keep it a secret any longer. I didn’t really know how I felt. We were not actively trying to get pregnant just said we would see what happened. If your new around here I’ll tell you what happened another set of twins. Little did I know the day I took this photo what a journey we were about to embark on. Going from 2 to 4 was a bigger shock than going from 0 - 2. Yes there are things that are easier because I’ve already done them once so know stages won’t last forever. But just being outnumbered by the amount of little people in my life can be overwhelming. If your starting your journey to parenthood or have recently become a parent. I just want to say however overwhelmed you are you got this. You were given that path for a reason. And if your In a particularly difficult stage my mum says to me. “This too shall pass” #mumlife #twins #twinstwice #pregnant #throwback #motherhood #parenthood #thiscrazylife #parentblogger #newparent #overwhelmedmum #mumoftwins #channelmumvillage @channelmum #yana #yougotthis https://www.instagram.com/p/BsfGRHUluli/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=bpfi886zzhr2

[story-photographer]

°•☆▪ՏOᗰᗴTIᗰᗴՏ I TᕼIᑎK "ᗰᗩᑎ, ᗯᕼY ᗪOᑎ'T I Տᗴᗴᗰ TO ᗷᗴ ᗩᗷᒪᗴ TO ᖴIᘜᑌᖇᗴ OᑌT ᗩ ՏᗰᗩᖇT, Տᑌᖇᗴ-ᖴIᖇᗴ ᑭᒪᗩᑎ ᖴOᖇ ᗰY ᑕᗩᖇᗴᗴᖇ?" Bᴜᴛ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ? 10 ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀɢᴏ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ᴀ ғʀᴇᴇʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜᴇʀ. ᗯᕼO KᑎOᗯՏ ᗯᕼᗩT IᑎᑕᖇᗴᗪIᗷᒪᗴ TᕼIᑎᘜՏ ᘜOᗪ ᕼᗩՏ Iᑎ ՏTOᖇᗴ ᖴOᖇ ᑌՏ YᗴT!!🤷‍♀️🎉📸 ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏғ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴇɴᴛᴀɴɢʟᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ Fᴏᴄᴜssɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴇxᴛ sᴛᴇᴘ... TO ᖇᗴᗩᗪ TᕼIՏ ᗷᒪOᘜ ᑭOՏT Iᑎ ᖴᑌᒪᒪ ᕼᗴᗩᗪ TO: ʷʷʷ.ⁿᵃᵈⁱⁿᵉʷⁱˡᵐᵃⁿⁿˢ.ᶜᵒᵐ/trust-the-next-step What is your next step gonna be? 🙃 °☆•¤ #somewheremagazine #ifyouleave #thiscrazylife 🦄 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 🌸 . 🎉 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #underratedmag #justlifemag #forevermagazine #apricotmagazine #take_magazine #eyephotomagazine #n8zine #exploreobserveshare #paperjournalmag #makemeseemag #nowherediary #restorefrombackup #subjectivelyobjective #back2thebase #crosswalkmag #blessings #lifestyleblog #lifestyleblogger #faithinspired  #photographyblog #photographyblogger #stepoutinfaith #instagood #ig_shotz #moodygram #thatsdarling #coffeeshoplove (at Someplace Else) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLAN0eynQEU/?igshid=1egcoxsxlkeks

[t1d365]

Baha! Mask on face and hair... What do you do for self care? There are so many options out there. #selfcare #mondayvibes #outofmycomfortzone #thiscrazylife https://www.instagram.com/p/B6s6U3Kh7AO/?igshid=yym2b1zg9qxe

[rausgefahren]

Headwind is not fun! Almost blown away since yesterday! Did 80km yesterday and today so far 25km! 75km left to the Mongolian border and tomorrow our Chinese Visa runs out! We have to keep pedalling! #innermongolia #china #headwinds #thiscrazylife #blownaway #Rausgefahren (hier: Inner Mongolia) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzSE-dVlwOR/?igshid=1qohm1847lqo4

[coffeeonaplane]

07•31•2017 Thought ~ When caught up in life's crazy whirlwind, take a moment to stop and reflect...no matter the time or place... You may be amazed by where you are and how far you've come. #FlightAttendant #Layover #LasVegas #LasVegasStrip #TheStrip #Travel #WanderLust #VegasBaby #VegasAtNight #CityView #NeonLights #NightLife #reflection #moment #ThisCrazyLife #CrazyBeautiful #whirlwind #StandingStill #PeopleWatching #Paris #EiffelTower #architecture #NoFilter #CoffeeOnAPlane (at Las Vegas Strip)

[harmonyroadpottery]

#marchmeetthemaker Day 2~ How I Started............ I started on this crazy journey late, but I started & that’s def the important part! I had just found, fell in love & moved in with❤️Super hubs, moving from PA to MD & didn’t know many people in my new hometown, so I decided to take a class to meet some. Since I’ve always loved art/crafts, I started there. I thought back to all the ones I’ve done & narrowed it down to ones I wanted to try and some I didn’t get enough time with. And pretty much right away I remembered high school Art III class w/Ms. Stremba and the two weeks we got to try pottery. And how I enjoyed it. Unfortunately w/only one wheel & a class of 20+ the one class period was all I’d get to try it. So I thought there, that’s where I’ll start... 30 years later🤣. I searched for pottery classes, & found one in a neighboring town at @academyartmuseum They had (& still do) the super amazing😘 @paulaspellpottery as instructor, guiding this 1/2 crazy group of wanna be potters. From the 1st class I knew I’d found MY people AND the “thing” I wanted to do for the rest of my life. For me it’s an obsession, a calling if you will... I MUST TRY ALL THE THINGS. I feel a rush to do that like I’ve not got quite enough time for all the exploration I’ve got lined up in my head. Now it would have been much easier on me to fall in love with knitting....(it’s so much cheaper, cleaner, & lighter to move🤣) BUT I didn’t, I fell in love with pottery.😍 ____________________________ #meetthemaker2019 #harmonyroadpottery #followyourheart #mudlove #obsessed #makersgottamake #glaze #thiscrazylife #ilovepottery #justdoit #choosehappy #lovemylife #cheaperthantherapy (at Colora, Maryland) https://www.instagram.com/p/BugkbjGAt-h/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1b0lwakq2qv4p

[sherlockedpotterhead9012]

Sometimes, everything goes wrong, and you see life for the chaotic mess it can be. Friends are stuck with illnesses. Family are recovering from operations. Bills are late. Commutes are long. Work is stressful. And then you come home to a flooded basement. Thankfully, in the midst of chaos, there can be moments of grace. And sometimes, grace looks like a fiancé who pours drinks, grabs a squeegee broom, turns up the music, and makes a party out of cleaning up the messes. #thiscrazylife #gracehappens #warrioron

[glitterglowgirl]

DECORATE & CLEAN WITH ME :: SPEED CLEANING MOTIVATION :: GUEST ROOM DECO...

[healthybeancoffee-blog]

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[faithfitnessfashion]

T h e s e T w o . 💙 💙 #theycrackmeup #boymomlife #ghettotrampoline #thatdancethough lol #myfavoritepeopleever #bestboysever #alwayslaughing #mcm #mce #mancrushalways #myboys #boymom #sofunny #iwasmeanttohaveboys #blessedmama #proudmom #coolkids #mancrushmonday #dablife #thatdabthough #boyswillbeboys #theyhaveatrampoline #iwouldhavejumpedtooifmyanklewasntstillsprained #hiim12 #injuriessuck #nevergrowupitsatrap #alwayshavefun #thiscrazylife #myfamily @savage_broden_4

[baileyroszko-blog]

Some more great pictures from our crazy busy fun filled weekend with friends. #labordayweekendfun #thiscrazylife #armyfamily #funwithfriends

[taylorwatson93-blog]

•That one time I hair modeled• 📷: @carlyraecoady #hairstyles #hair #haircut #hairmodel #whatislife #fade #localhoney #style #mensstyle #lifestylephotography #lifestyle #thiscrazylife #content #chasingmyshadow #vscocam #photography #photooftheday #taylorwatsonmusic #nashville (at Nashville, Tennessee)

[divinelydivorced]

Fleeing Church

It would be lovely if just one day played out as I thought it would in my mind.  Of course, that would be no fun at all.  Having found a wonderful, welcoming church, I’ve taken to attending service regularly.  It starts at 10:30, a fifteen-minute drive from where I teach my nine-a.m. yoga class. The timing always works out perfectly, and no one batts an eye at the fact that I arrive in yoga clothes with tussled hair.  

The congregation is quite small, making the already large building seem even grander.  Those in attendance come from all walks of life, no one person looks the same.  The service is traditional in a sense but the pastor has made great strides to incorporate breathing practices, meditation, and mindfulness.  It’s creative and affective.  But their most admirable quality is their absolute acceptance. There is no pretense or ulterior motive. If you step inside that building, to them, you belong.  This is strangely new for me at a church.  While I’ve always met lovely, warm people at each church I’ve attended, for the entire atmosphere and each person there to embrace this same quality is beyond unique.  

Then, of course, there is the fact they allow dogs. I love, love, love this.  As the pastor said one morning as she stood behind the podium, “We welcome our newcomers today.  If you look around you might notice there are some dogs here. The belief of this church is all families look quite different and, for many of us, our dogs are considered an equal member.  So, our doors are always open to them just as they are open to you.”  There are three I’ve seen come semi-regularly.  I can only assume if they do not show up it was due to an overzealous Saturday evening out that has resulted in a shameful hangover, leaving them paralyzed with exhaustion in their owner’s bed.

One dog and his owner sit in the very front row. The dog loves when everyone starts to sing, even sitting up as everyone stands.  A few Sundays ago, I even heard him start to make a noise as if he had heard God’s voice through the hymn and was tempted to join in the rejoicing. The same dog loves prayer request time. This is when a member of the congregation goes around with a microphone and members can offer up prayers of praise and concern.  Each time the service reaches this point, he stands up and starts to head towards the person with the mic.  His owner always pulls him back, as I smirk, thinking, “Oh, let him be.  He may blow the roof off by actually saying something.”

As I’ve slowly met different people there, they’ve encouraged me to bring Sophie.  A small part of me hasn’t because of the already tight schedule getting there from yoga.  While the bigger part of me hasn’t because I know it could go one of two ways, as is always the case with my eight pound poodle.  Either she’ll sit there, quietly in awe, unbelievably content to be on my lap instead of at home or she’ll completely freak out, howling and barking, and reigning so much terror on the place they may need to perform an exorcism.

Each week I’ve observed a little more and have started growing more and more comfortable.  So, while getting ready for bed Saturday night, I decided I’d do it. Sophie was going to attend her first church service in twelve and half years.  It was about time.  

After my yoga class, I sprinted back home, throwing open the front door and proclaiming, “Sophie, we’re going to church!” I took a few extra minutes to throw on non-exercise clothes, toss my hair up, and put on some cute earrings. Then, with Sophie’s carrier bag in hand, out the door we went.  I couldn’t contain my excitement and even she seemed to be picking up on my energy as she ran around the backseat, bouncing from window to window.  A block away we found a perfect parking spot, the clock showing we were only two minutes late.

We got out of the car, her on her leash so she had some time to do any of her business on the way.  I was practically skipping as she was prancing alongside me. As we neared the intersection, the church just a few feet away, I stopped.  The entire congregation was outside.  “Wait.  What?” I thought.  Then it hit me, it’s Palm Sunday.  

None of the Baptist or non-denominational churches had made a big fuss out of that Sunday.  It was mentioned and observed but there was no special service. Apparently, however, Presbyterian churches make a very, very big deal out of celebrating it.  Half the congregation was in white robes waving palms. The preacher was standing high in the center, loudly proclaiming the word of God.  The church yard was so small, they were overflowing onto the sidewalk and passersby had no choice but to join in or cross to the other side.

As they began a joyous call and response, I picked up Sophie, shoved her in her bag, and ran across the street.  Standing so close to them I could touch someone, it suddenly hit me…maybe today was not the day to bring my temperamental poodle.     In sheer panic, I turned and ran back across the street to the other side.  

My mind then began the always entertaining ping pong rally.  “This is absurd.  They won’t care if she’s there.” (I ran back to the church.)  “But I don’t see any other dogs.”  (I cross away from the church.)  “If they knew you were here, they’d tell you to stay.”  (Cross again.)  “You can’t stand outside with a dog in a bag, what if they do more?” (Cross back.)  It was seriously like a generic game of Frogger.  Only crossing one lane, I ran back and forth so fast and so many times, unable to determine what to do.  How no one in the congregation saw me, I have no idea.

Finally, I ran away from the church just to gather my thoughts.  As is the case every time I find myself in these insane, irrational situations, I texted my mom for a reality check.  She told me I was fine, to just hang back and see what they did next.  So, there I was, right smack dab in the middle of Lincoln Park, cowering behind a building with a poodle in a bag, peeking around quite suspiciously behind large rimmed sunglasses.  

Then it happened.  They moved.  At first, I was relieved because I thought they were going back inside and I could sneak in after it was safe.  But they didn’t just keep moving, they were ON THE MOVE.  Singing, palms waving, they were taking over the community.  All I could imagine was them coming my way, seeing me hunched down by a dumpster, and then stopping mid-verse to take in the insanity I had created.  Not wanting to risk it, I began to quickly walk, more like an urgent jog, to my car where I threw Sophie, bag and all, inside and I leaped in after her and closed the door.  As I watched in my rearview mirror they started up the next block.

“I’m out,” I said aloud.  Immediately calling my mom, she laughed and laughed as I retold her the entire scene, play by play.  My life, if anything, is always entertaining.  Normally one to encourage me to go back, even my mom thought giving up and going home wasn’t the worst idea, saying, “God knows where your heart was.”

Only Sophie looked slightly disappointed, completely confused as to why I was so excited to take her on a simple car ride and then bounce her around for a bit in a bag.  I apologized to her and said maybe in two weeks we’d try again.  Then I patted her on the head and said, “Today you can do what the majority of Christians are doing and claim you’re praising God from the comfort of your own home.”  This seemed to satisfy her as she stretched and immediately fell asleep.

As I sat down with a cup of tea and began to write this, my eyes rolled and I shook my head in amusement.  This is my life.  My crazy, eventful, never quite normal life.  Someone really should be filming it.  One day perhaps…one day.

[coach-shmo]

To say I got caught in the rain coming into work might be an understatement. But on the plus side, I got a #dunkaccino! How did your rainy Thursday go? #ilovewhatido #fitfam #stuckintherain #funny #dunkindonuts #dunkin #thiscrazylife #howido #teambeachbody #beachbody #beachbodyfamily #beachbodycoach #coach #theycallmecoachmo #coachmo #workingtowardthebestme #happy

[pincodetone]

My #last #sunset in #hongkong and it was a #beauty #skyline #reflection #ocean #thiscrazylife #contrast #colour #emotions #mypath #pincodetone #beard #longbeard #strongbeard #redbeard #pale #viking #celtic #nosering #septum (at Hong Kong)