SimplyGabrielle

First I’d like to say hello to my old and new readers! Things have changed drastically in the last couple of weeks, I went from being a huge dreamer to being a DOER. I was tired of being in my head and decided to just do it.  A few days ago I leaped into action.  I took the first step and nothing but joy and success came from it. For those who have not read my last blog entry (You should, it’s amazing lol) I am an aspiring model. I recently went to something called #streetmeetdc where models and photographers meet once a month in a randomly chosen location. I almost didn’t go because I would arrive three hours after the hype, but something told me “gabby just go, if everyone is gone then go to a reggae club” lol. Almost immediately after arriving a photographer at the stop light corner pulled his camera out and started shooting me as I crossed the street. He then pointed me in the direction of where the magic was happening, I had to use the restroom but I was too scar...

9 months ago I began to feel suffocated by everything and everyone. I started to feel like a robot that was maneuvering through life as programmed to do. I worked 5 days a week as a teachers aide, 3 days a week as a college student majoring in English so I can one day become a High School teacher. One year prior (2017) everything began to fall into divine order, I moved into my first place and I also went from the community college to the University campus ( A huge deal for me). What made it even better is that the new location was close to home and work, EVERYTHING was going perfect. Everything I wanted was manifesting, what is there to complain about? Now, back to 2018, I'm no longer excited to be at work, its like I'm there but I'm really not. Everyday I was working toward a life that wasn't conducive with the actual lifestyle that I one day wanted. I continued to go that route in spite of because it was "honorable" and the "keys to success"- h...

One of many inside jokes between me and my best friend during our birthday every year “wheewww chile damn near 30 and pushing 45” LOL. We’ve been saying that since we were 20.  Months before my birthday I kept saying “I’m really almost 26, am I where I should be in life”. And then I go on to think about those my age or younger who have accomplished more and are killing it in every aspect of life - or so it seems. Never do I ever get upset at them, I’m proud, but then I get upset with myself because I feel like a wreck most days. Not finishing what I start, leaving jobs left and right, leaving school for the third time, ending business ideas before I even start, and a nonexistent dating life lol. Don’t get me wrong, I’m proud of where I’ve come from, and never see my growth as mediocre, but I’m constantly thinking “more should be happening in life right now”.  I’m a true believer in “we meet people for a reason” and right on time. The last two days I had three women ...

Less than a week ago I cut my locs, I thought I was going crazy and having an early midlife crisis the first time I thought about it lol. In all actuality it was my spirit telling me to let go because I’ve changed so much over the last three years. Just as many black girls, I’ve felt the need to hold on to my hair in hopes that it will one day reach the middle of my back, and eventually the back of my thighs and one day even my feet. Three years ago after a bad break up I decided to loc my hair, he wasn’t the sole reason because I always wanted them, but the break up definitely sped up the process. I felt like a new woman with my little locs, locs that would be with me through crazy days soon to come. My hair carried so much of my journey, and although most people keep it for that very reason, I think for me it was necessary to let it go. I was tired of carrying that weight, carrying the old me and it’s baggage. I needed to be free of it all. The last couple of weeks have been nothing...

There are so many of us that dream big, that have goals of obtaining things that we feel are out of reach, but it isn’t. Sometimes our big dreams seem scary and impossible, but we have to let go of that fear. Sometimes we attempt to start that journey, but nothing gets accomplished, why is that? I think we struggle because we try to skip the first step, which isn’t good because it’s an integral part of the journey. You don’t just make 7 figures off of your idea, you must first take notes and jot down all thoughts; sometimes it’s better to actually see it on paper. After writing down your thoughts and ideas, and the many ways you can execute it, you then back track and organize those thoughts, depending on the person, when notes are messy you can’t function or get anything done. I suggest more than one notebook depending on what type of person you are. I have four, including a calendar one that has space for notes and sections for each day to add what I can’t in that small box. One is ...

Day 4 was kind of  “blah”. I had the zughetti (zucchini noodles with marinara marinara sauce) for lunch, which for some reason bothered my stomach this time. Breakfast was a green smoothie, it was good as usual, but I am definitely ready for a new blender for better results. I didn’t really have dinner, just like yesterday, the reason today was simply because I went crazy on snacks and then two hours later ate cereal. Tomorrow should be better, high hopes (Lol). See you tomorrow for Day 5.