New Adventures | A Magical Black Girl

There’s something wondrous in creating.

For the past couple of months I’ve felt like I’ve been slowly rising back up from a deep dive into watery currents. Sometimes reality is more…. real….. than you anticipate. Family, bills and work became my one solitary focus and everything else blurred. But today, right now, my heart feels more full, more light, more bright then it has in quite some time. Like any other 20 something, I’ve had my share of stupid moments, life lessons, and jumping into the unknown. And to be honest, I pray they continue.

I wouldn’t be the woman I am without them.

I like to think that by living my own life with character, abandon and hope, I’m providing value to those around me. A big part of that, I’ve recently realized, is expressing myself via creative projects. For anyone that would listen, I’d gladly tell them I’m a frequent reader of A Beautiful Mess. Everyday I’m inspired by accounts I follow on my Instagram. There isn’t a street drive that I don’t wish I had a camera to capture a moment that should be seen, shared and felt.

Everyday I want to create. But I haven’t been. Until recently.

I’d like to think that I can attribute my re-awakened fire to myself, but I know that’s not entirely true.

What I didn’t realize was how empowering it would be to have someone invested in your interests as much as you are. Someone who’s just as excited about new DIY projects, ideas for creative pictures, about exploring forest preserves or making chia seed jam. No matter how silly, how impossible, or how impractical – someone to share the moments with.

Someone who craves adventure as much as I do.

What more could a magical black girl ask for?

– Till next time –