Passion. I love to say the word out loud just to hear the sound of it. It resonates with me, causing me to think of all the experiences that fuel me, give me my juice: My work, speaking in front of 50 people, or 5,000, and seeing someone have an Aha! moment, my great friendships, my dogs, the trees in my front yard, my wondrous, amazing, unfolding life.
I knew the day I first arrived in Chicago to audition for a talk show that even if I didn’t get the job, I’d find a way to live here. There was an energy, a connection, a holy vibe that said, “Yes! This is where you belong!” Well, I did get the job, at AM Chicago – but going to work wasn’t just a job anymore, a means to an end. It was something I so loved doing I would have done it for free. Almost 30 years after I landed here – I first lived in the Knickerbocker Hotel, where I ordered French onion soup by the gallon every night – it’s clear the universe had a bigger plan for me than I ever imagined for myself. I didn’t end up here by chance. Long before I left Baltimore, where I’d been an anchorwoman, I’d walk around with the song “Chicago, Chicago!” in my head. I believe we discover our destinies in the smallest ways – in a fascination with words, in the thrill a child’s laughter evokes, and even in a familiar song we keep humming. If you pay attention to these cues – to the times you’ve felt most joyous, most fully engaged, most connected with yourself and others – you’ll always be guided to the next best place.
I know for sure that every person in the world has a purpose for being here. The work of your life is to discover that purpose and get on with the business of living it out. The only courage you need is the courage to find and know your passion. Does what you’re doing now feel right? Does it fill you up or leave you drained? Forget what everyone else wants for you. This is not your mother’s or your best friend’s journey. Your role is not just as your husband’s wife, your boss’s employee, or your children’s mother. Only you were there for all the significant moments that hold the clues to your calling.
There is an old gospel song with a refrain I love: I’ve got fire, fire, fire shut up in my bones. We were all born with this fire, but beginning in childhood, we let others snuff it out. Passion is the log that keeps the fire of purpose blazing. Your work now is to find that fire and rekindle it – and then to let it burn. - Oprah Winfrey | i love this piece.
Why is the Johannesburg CBD so dirty?
ultrafiolence asked: do you like taking pics with fans on the airport?
yes! just generally there are a lot
of old weird guys who want you to sign all this stuff to sell on ebay and they’re extremely pushy/determined so it can be hard to actually get to real fans :s
My goodness we love you Lorde.
heykaybee3 asked: Yeah, so... I kinda fucking love your Tumblr.
aaaaah thank you kaybee, I kinda love yours too :)
The past year was a bit dramatic for me, I went through a lot of changes. Late Winter or somewhere in early Spring last year 2013 i went on to delete some of my personal social media accounts like Facebook and Twitter were I had quite a reputation with more than 1k followers.
I mean I used to tweet like I don’t have anything better to do and I tell you other departments in my life suffered, I’d tweet anything and everything that pops up in my mind just to get a following, I faked a lot of things in there just so I’d be validated as a twitter celebrity which I now find to be very annoying and nauseating especially when its done by an adult, yes yes we all know those grown women and men on Twitter whose timelines are loaded with massive grossness, but I shall give other children a chance to have their online moment, I can go on and on about stuff I used to do in there but hey we all know what people do for a ReTweet and a plus one follower under their name, yikes. To sum everything, I just got tired of massively exhausting myself, that place is like high school with a of bunch of teenage supermodel wannabes, dumb jockeys, losers and bullies who will get you worked up if you’re a wondering slave. Oh and teachers, yes teachers. I just didn’t see why I had that large number of friends who served no purpose in my life, like for what reasons would a sane person keep such useless number of unknowns on his PERSONAL page?
The person I was turning into wasn’t someone I’d face in the mirror and stare right into his eyes to see the self that’s living inside, I was scared for him. I was scared for his future. I went through a lot of introspection and I’m happy where I am today and I can just hope for a happier, more self-actualised ME. I have hopes of creating new accounts but not now, I’m not ready to go back.
You are your Facebook page. You are your tweets. You are your online presence. Johnny!