Kerry here. I'm mostly blogging at kerrying-on.blogspot.com now but sometimes I get all crazy and post here, too. Labels I'm proud of: professional actress, vegan, momma to one handsome pup, happy. www.kerryalexander.com {photo by www.danielsilbert.com}

 

when I was 22, I pledged to live my life as fully as possible, as though I had nothing to lose. For a few months afterward, I consciously tried to fight against the status quo. It’s so easy to get stuck in the waiting place, putting things off until later, even when those things are vitally important to making your dreams come true. But the truth is that, in order to make progress, you need to physically and mentally fight against the momentum of ordinary events. The default state of any new idea is failure. It’s the execution–the fight against inertia–that matters. You have to remember to go against your instinct, to confront the ordinary, and to put up a fight. This is, of course, mentally and physically taxing. My own conscious focus on the fight very slowly faded until, after just a couple of months, it was gone. I had once again become a cog in the insidious machine called quo. It used to confuse and fascinate me how so many people with great dreams and great visions of the future can live such ordinary, repetitive lives. But now I know. I’ve experienced it. Doing something remarkable with your life is tough work, and it helps to remember one simple, motivating fact: in a blink, you could be gone. To paraphrase Steve Jobs: remembering that you are going to die is the best way you can avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You really have nothing to lose.

wolfcentric:

Kerry A bumping nose to nose with Staples

This pup stole my heart. Luckily he has been adopted by a family and I send little prayers out once in awhile that he’s getting all the love he deserves.

wolfcentric:

Kerry A bumping nose to nose with Staples

This pup stole my heart. Luckily he has been adopted by a family and I send little prayers out once in awhile that he’s getting all the love he deserves.

truthFULL: connected

Tucked up in bed on Sunday morning, cup of tea in hand, I found myself revisiting this.

Which led me to this:

"I am aware that my idea of "being an adult," is skewed. I am aware that I will never, probably ever, be comfortable with making plans two weeks in advance and not being tempted to break them. Or, having to answer to authority. Or remember which bills I paid on time. Or having a well balanced fridge. Lucky Charms? Modelo? Broccoli? Marinara? Almond butter? Done. I am aware that I will have to work around my “imperfections,” but that it also makes me keen on improvising and that, just like Truth I rise under pressure.


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Sometimes I actually miss tumblr. It was like this little community that got me through a few really strange years - first, living in hotels and later, living in pieces.
I wonder sometimes how certain people are, the ones who had tumblrs that affected me. Once in awhile I’ll sign on and check and within a matter of minutes, I’ve read a thread of complaints on something that really doesn’t matter, or seen something involving animals that I do not want to see. Human beings who think they’re God or who are angry at God or who stopped reading this because I capitalized the word God.
But sometimes, I wonder about all of you and I can’t help but hope that all of the growing pains you were experiencing or the stuff you were sorting out, is all shaken and settled into a beautiful place. And if it isn’t, I hope there’s the knowledge that it will get there and then other growing pains will ache until someday there aren’t any except the kind that make flowers bloom. (This is such a tumblr post.)
For a long time, I used the same image of myself for all my social media: face titled downward, eyes closed, hiding. In case you’ve been wondering, the picture above should catch you up to where I am now: eyes wide open, smile bright and curiosity as alive as ever.
You can always keep up with me here, where I’m blogging now. Or here, where I tweet way too much. Or - maybe wait for the random posts on this ol’ thing. Might be more fun ;)

Sometimes I actually miss tumblr. It was like this little community that got me through a few really strange years - first, living in hotels and later, living in pieces.

I wonder sometimes how certain people are, the ones who had tumblrs that affected me. Once in awhile I’ll sign on and check and within a matter of minutes, I’ve read a thread of complaints on something that really doesn’t matter, or seen something involving animals that I do not want to see. Human beings who think they’re God or who are angry at God or who stopped reading this because I capitalized the word God.

But sometimes, I wonder about all of you and I can’t help but hope that all of the growing pains you were experiencing or the stuff you were sorting out, is all shaken and settled into a beautiful place. And if it isn’t, I hope there’s the knowledge that it will get there and then other growing pains will ache until someday there aren’t any except the kind that make flowers bloom. (This is such a tumblr post.)

For a long time, I used the same image of myself for all my social media: face titled downward, eyes closed, hiding. In case you’ve been wondering, the picture above should catch you up to where I am now: eyes wide open, smile bright and curiosity as alive as ever.

You can always keep up with me here, where I’m blogging now. Or here, where I tweet way too much. Or - maybe wait for the random posts on this ol’ thing. Might be more fun ;)

Here's to Here.

Here’s to the life’s that I am not living.
The Susie Homemaker that I am not.
The apron I’m not wearing
and the food I’m not cooking.
Here’s to the diapers that I don’t have to change (yet)
and the fact that I can be as selfish as I damn well please.
Here’s to the Subaru I’m not driving,
the early morning, rise-and-shine that I do not have to polish.

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OMG TUMBLR

OH HEY.

In case you’ve missed it, I’m blogging over on blogspot now.

Let’s be BFF again. I miss you. You can know every detail of my life again here.

Feel free to “follow” me on that through the google follower or subscription or by making my blog your homepage or whatever other sensible way you feel like it.

Kisses, poodles & unicorn magick,

kerry

I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone.

Rainer Maria Rilke (via misswallflower)

"the fate of the well known is to be misunderstood". that is brilliant. as is the slipper bit :)

thedailywhat:

Cinderella Story of the Day: On her way to accept a BAFTA Award for Best Actress, Meryl Streep loses a slipper. 

Luckily, King George was on hand to play the part of Prince Charming.

[mefi.]