Yes Life

I'm the kind of girl that ranks compliments I receive. For a long time the indisputable winner was when I stood in a museum in London and my very brilliant friend turned to me and said "Bekah - If we went to Hogwarts, you would be a Ravenclaw."

That was challenged on Earth Day 2015.

I was standing in the grass outside of the office trying to get an .:{|ArTsY|}:.picture of my feet so I could create a before/after Birkenstock compilation when I heard a giggle from across the parking lot. My coworker lifted her head, shook it, and said with a smile on her face “Bekah – you live such a YES life.”

I didn’t quite get it – all I was doing was taking a simple picture of my feet. So I stored that thought away and proceeded on with my day.

It finally hit me.

About a month ago a dear friend asked about my evening plans and I excitedly described my itinerary. I was going to pop into The Woods about 6:00pm with my book (currently: The Lost World by Michael Chrichton) and wait for the acquaintance that was to accompany me, meet up with a very old friend from my Disney days, and attend the Lord Huron concert – which was quite possibly my ideal evening. I ended the conversation with “I’m finally doing the things I’ve always wanted to do, you know?”

I am living a yes life.

A “yes” life is not about saying yes to everything that comes onto your radar, nor is it saying yes to everything you want to do – it’s about saying yes to the things that enhance your life.

It hasn’t been an easy journey, this whole “contentment in self/yes life” thing. I still have panic attacks and I struggle with worrying what other people think about me, but my oh my has it been worth it.