Hi, and thanks for stopping by! I used to write here regularly, but the last few years have become rather busy with my business and my beautiful daughter, so posts these days (years?) are few and far-between. You can easily find me over on Facebook and Instagram, however.
I’m Emily, a 30-something British expat currently living under the giant, beautiful skies of the Canadian prairies. I’ve lived here since 2000, and thanks to the miracles of modern technology, EastEnders, and Internet radio, yes, I still somewhat have the accent.
By day, I work in marketing and also own a wedding photography business, Stardust Photography, having taken years of formal education in psychology and medieval literature (because those things will land you all the jobs). By night, I’m a full-time everything else – life’s far too short to spend sitting around watching television, so I like to take photographs (and edit them to give my subjects super powers), make music (in some kind of act of rebellion to my anxiety-ridden younger self who was always too afraid to), write stories (current projects include a full-length psychological horror novel set in my former, thoroughly haunted apartment, and a children’s book involving kittens and the night sky), get tattoos, and venture into forests or abandoned houses.
I’m a very firm believer in developing a constant awareness of our own ephemerality. (I’m a real hit at parties.) For a large chunk of my twenties, I (am not proud to say that I) had a pretty significant anxiety disorder that led to many nights overthinking, crying, sitting in silence, throwing up after speaking in front of people, wishing things were different, and generally living a bit of a miserable existence not doing all the things I dreamed of. At 25, after reading books and seeing therapists and getting pretty tired of it, I made a big list of all those things and gave myself a year to try everything I was afraid of and everything I wanted to do. It changed my life. In recognizing the sheer waste of time worrying and wishing is, realizing how full of regret you’d feel at the end of your life, and switching “but what if it goes horribly”s to “but what if it’s brilliant?”s, the fuel with which you’re suddenly filled to grab life and live it to pieces becomes exhilarating. Nobody has to sit and be sad about life not being what they hoped for. Everyone can get up and actually do something about it. This goes for bad days, too. A recent tattoo of the word timshel sits alongside an hourglass on my forearm as a constant reminder of that.
I’m really enthusiastic about a lot of things. UK alternative/indie music, great songwriting, kick drums, the colours of an evening sky, the stars on a moonless night, my friends, family, and daughter, beautifully woven sentences, unexpected kindnesses, great theatre, the scope of the universe, the mysteries of the human mind, and spontaneous adventures are very dear to my heart. I’m an INFJ – probably the most sensitive, ambitious, opinionated, sentimental, extroverted introvert you’ll ever know. I’m an idealist and a striver for harmony. I get more excited and more disappointed than most. But I’m really enjoying practicing a lesson I learned of recently: when you make it all about you, you’re ultimately less happy. When you shift your focus, no matter whether you’re thankful or heartbroken, excited or disappointed, to the other parties involved, and simply accept things for what they are while trying to walk in another’s shoes – far less can actually bring you down. And who doesn’t like feeling heard and understood rather than arguing over misunderstandings? The need for peace should always outweigh the need to be right. And we can create our own if we just learn to let go of the need to feel wronged, and just accept.
I feel things really effing deeply. There exists a constant rapidfire of thought and emotion beneath the surface, and though this does tend to lead to a higher than average number of sobbing fits (even at misfortunes of fictitious televised animals), I also get incredibly thrilled, excited and genuinely exhilarated about relatively ordinary things. And, as I once read, “isn’t it better to be extremely happy, even if just for a short while, than just to be okay for your whole life?” I’ve experienced a lot in life, and many extremes. But I’ve also learned that the more you endure, the larger your self-worth, your values, and your compassion and awareness for the needs of others grow. I’d rather a stronger heart than an easy life, and I promise you, the mission of that heart, as worn as it may be, is to make the world a bit of a better place.
I don’t want to get to the end of my life, look back on my map and see that the ship never left the harbour. Someone once said that ships are safe in a harbour, but that that wasn’t what ships were for. I want to look back and see trails across stormy seas through torrential rainstorms and bands of pirates, up to new countries and through new sights and civilizations, stopping for treasure and beautiful sunsets and meeting a plethora of all sorts of fascinating people with whom I’ll share stories and build memories and from whom I’ll learn great lessons. I want to see it full of adventure and culture and colour, and I want to be left with battle scars that tell the story of a life well lived. And if someone stumbles across my blog, and feels inspired to challenge themselves, push their boundaries and see how life can change… it’ll probably be the most rewarding thing in the world.
I’m not religious – in my early twenties, I was briefly married to someone who introduced me to (and became my reason not to join) the church, and I could never get behind anything that fundamentally fuels division, that uses unknowns as a crutch instead of personal accountability, and that offers such a breeding ground for hypocrisy. I’ve had more than a few run-ins with religion, most notably being banned from all catholic churches three weeks before my wedding (high five?), but I’ve come to the conclusion that faith in science, fact, truth, love and kindness is the religion for me. “Our life is as meaningful, as full and as wonderful as we choose to make it.”
There isn’t a great deal I dislike, but people who kick the back of your chair in cinemas and/or on planes, being stuck behind slow walkers, the cold, willful ignorance, animal cruelty, closed mindedness, fixed mindsets, unexpected explosion noises (included: champagne corks) and people who take pleasure in hurting others are all surefire ways to make me one very sad panda.
I’m definitely a HUGE nerd. I love to curl up with a good book, spend Saturday nights looking skyward, read stories of science and split realities and metaphysics, and on occasion, break out a life-size TARDIS. I’m a devout Trekkie, Whovian and sci-fi geek extraordinaire, and proud of it—I have a home-made WoW Night Elf costume, various starships in my office, and may or may not have travelled all the way to America solely to go to a Star Trek convention.
One of my biggest beliefs is that every single person can make the choice to live the life they want to any moment they choose to—happiness isn’t about the right circumstance, it’s about the right attitude. Life can be exactly what you want if you have the courage to take action toward making it materialize.
Phew! High five if you’re still reading!