I wear a disguise; I'm just your average Jane Super doesn't stand for model but that doesn't mean I'm plain. The pen is mightier than the sword. Witty Writer Poet Chelsea DeVries
Thursday, March 30, 2017
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Thursday, March 16, 2017
#FitnessMotivation: Bikini Body Challenge One Month Later
I'm sorry for being quiet but I've been praying for a new post for you guys but in the meantime, I've made it through a month of my new healthy lifestyle and Katrina turned 9 yesterday so we celebrated her and how she makes our life better.
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Wednesday, March 1, 2017
#WriterRevelations: Stay True To You
It all began on January 6, 2017. I sat down with a job specialist and she was helping me find jobs in my field since in May it will be two years since I graduated from Saint Leo University.
As she was looking up the jobs that fit my marketing degree, I really didn't have any passion whatsoever about any of them. No butterflies, no sparks, no stars in my eyes. I just nodded and smiled for the hour and a half that I met with her. Don't get me wrong. She was very knowledgeable and very personable yet I felt this sense of misplacement somehow.
On January 9, I received a call from a marketing company in St. Petersburg and I was stoked until I found reviews for the company claiming that a lot of what they do is just product booths in Sam's Club. I didn't spend 63,000 in student loans to sit managing and marketing a product or products in Sam's Club. Plus, the review stated they lie about salary in the interview, and pay poorly.
Plus, I felt this feeling that my family didn't really support me with this new job.
Then, about a month later, I got all situated with an internship in public relations and I was stoked.
After I started out, the work load seemed like too much for an unpaid internship so I gave my best wishes but moved on.
It was all of this that made me realize I don't have any interest working in public relations directly or even using my college degree at all. Of course, if I find a job that pays well that I can utilize my degree with, I will apply and trust God with the rest.
Yet, I've realized I've spent the majority of my life (25 years) living to please other people.
Until next time,
As she was looking up the jobs that fit my marketing degree, I really didn't have any passion whatsoever about any of them. No butterflies, no sparks, no stars in my eyes. I just nodded and smiled for the hour and a half that I met with her. Don't get me wrong. She was very knowledgeable and very personable yet I felt this sense of misplacement somehow.
On January 9, I received a call from a marketing company in St. Petersburg and I was stoked until I found reviews for the company claiming that a lot of what they do is just product booths in Sam's Club. I didn't spend 63,000 in student loans to sit managing and marketing a product or products in Sam's Club. Plus, the review stated they lie about salary in the interview, and pay poorly.
Plus, I felt this feeling that my family didn't really support me with this new job.
Then, about a month later, I got all situated with an internship in public relations and I was stoked.
After I started out, the work load seemed like too much for an unpaid internship so I gave my best wishes but moved on.
It was all of this that made me realize I don't have any interest working in public relations directly or even using my college degree at all. Of course, if I find a job that pays well that I can utilize my degree with, I will apply and trust God with the rest.
Yet, I've realized I've spent the majority of my life (25 years) living to please other people.
- I enrolled in IB and completed three years of it before having to attend a new school in my senior year and have three hours less homework and no friends.
- I went to Saint Leo University because it was close to home but really wanted to attend UCF.
- I went to college for accounting because my parents wanted me to have a good job right out of school
- I basically failed out of accounting only to switch to marketing when I really wanted to study to be a publicist or study writing.
So I've come to the conclusion that I just want to work the odd jobs so I can get the people experience without the job experience. Only because I know that at 25 years old, I am not trying to freeload off anyone at all so I want a job while I pursue writing novels full-time.
Why are some jobs so well accepted by society and others aren't? For example, my dad is a truck driver and my mother cleans houses for a living. Both are service-type jobs with different daily tasks. My dad gets to see different states every day that he's out on the road and get different loads from point A to point B. My mom goes a client's house and makes their house spotless all while chatting with them and making them smile (some of them live alone so they look forward to my mom coming so they can talk to her).
Yet, my parents are undermined in high society. Some relatives even act like what my mom does every day isn't really a job at all, and that's she living too fancy free.
I say let people live their life. After all, you only get ONE on this earth. Make it count.
When I write, there are days I don't know what is going to spill out of me. God recently told me that if I don't stop worrying about my plot lines, I will give myself frown lines. (He isn't wrong. Plus, he made me laugh with that one). Yet, there is a fire, a passion, a spiritual act taking place where sometimes God is using my words to be placed right there because someone (maybe YOU) needs them at that divine ordained time.
It's not easy being a writer. Not everyone can write books as a career. It's not so much about being inspired or having a story. It's the business part of it that literally can rip your heart into two halves while they continue to beat. Plus, there is such a stigma or stereotype with saying you are a writer that makes people automatically judge you.
She is trying to make a career out of people that don't exist.
She's naive because she talks to make-believe people.
Her optimism is annoying.
Dreams are for weak minds. Strong people know reality is all that matters.
What a loser. No one will buy your books.
People having low expectations of me is what fuels me to prove them 100% wrong.
So go ahead and make me feel bad for staying true to myself, God's expectations of me are ALL THAT MATTER.
Before we go, I completed two weeks of the Bikini Body Challenge.
Here's my newest check in.
Until next time,
In Christ Like Love and Confidence,
Chelsea
~Just Keep Swimming~
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
#FitnessMotivation: Week 1 of The Bikini Body Challenge
I plan to do a new blog post March 1 but I wanted to let you all know that I am starting a new lifestyle change regarding my health. For more, please check out my video below:
While we are here, Kickflip My Heart is 10 chapters strong with a word count that has exceeded the original three novels it was readapted from that I wrote and published in high school. God is good!
Click the title to read.
Saturday, February 11, 2017
#WriterRevelations: The Forgiveness Project (A Valentine's Day Tale)
25 and still not able to write that I've got myself a boyfriend.
With Valentine's Day coming up, that's never fun.
If you clicked this post hoping for some advice on how to be single on Valentine's day, you'll have to check my blog archive.
I'm sure I've already wrote THAT blog.
This is a story about how I've realized how self-absorbed I've been.
I started hating my friends.
Yeah, you read that right.
My friends are great but they sure had no problem ignoring me.
I know I am a marketing graduate and I tend to have a new cause every week but
it seems like every other person in the world can gain support, get donations, or is smothered in encouraging comments on their statuses...
Then people got straight up NASTY on social media almost hourly with all the political trash
and it still hasn't gone away.
Recently, when I log in to social media, I feel as though I'm standing up and people walk by and they pile really large rocks on me until I can't make a sound. I'm still breathing, my heart is still beating but no one can tell. I'm still alive. Honestly, I now get anxiety just logging in lately.
I'm totally used to social rejection and being told I can't say certain things because it offends people.
I've been undermined, marginalized, and silenced, humiliated, embarrassed, labeled unfairly and misunderstood, and I'm a twenty-five STRAIGHT WHITE POLISH-DUTCH-IRISH-SCOTTISH New Jersodian woman. (Florida born and raised but I got Jersey in my veins).
Yet, this isn't a post about how unfairly I've been treated.
That's what I wrote a memoir for.
Once again, God got real with me.
This world needs Love more than ever.
With Valentine's Day coming up, that's never fun.
If you clicked this post hoping for some advice on how to be single on Valentine's day, you'll have to check my blog archive.
I'm sure I've already wrote THAT blog.
This is a story about how I've realized how self-absorbed I've been.
I started hating my friends.
Yeah, you read that right.
My friends are great but they sure had no problem ignoring me.
I know I am a marketing graduate and I tend to have a new cause every week but
it seems like every other person in the world can gain support, get donations, or is smothered in encouraging comments on their statuses...
Then people got straight up NASTY on social media almost hourly with all the political trash
and it still hasn't gone away.
Recently, when I log in to social media, I feel as though I'm standing up and people walk by and they pile really large rocks on me until I can't make a sound. I'm still breathing, my heart is still beating but no one can tell. I'm still alive. Honestly, I now get anxiety just logging in lately.
I'm totally used to social rejection and being told I can't say certain things because it offends people.
I've been undermined, marginalized, and silenced, humiliated, embarrassed, labeled unfairly and misunderstood, and I'm a twenty-five STRAIGHT WHITE POLISH-DUTCH-IRISH-SCOTTISH New Jersodian woman. (Florida born and raised but I got Jersey in my veins).
Yet, this isn't a post about how unfairly I've been treated.
That's what I wrote a memoir for.
Once again, God got real with me.
This world needs Love more than ever.
Love in action is a perfect mix of kindness, patience, and forgiveness.
So God asked me to start not only praying for all the leaders of the U.S. government, but I also needed to start praying for any and all people I interact with on social media.
Especially those who sow discord to me or others.
Download a prayer for our government here and above.
So I said yes sir, and I started to. I wrote out every name of every person on my Facebook friends list (that's where most of the drama happens) and have added my Twitter blocked list to that. Pretty soon, I will be adding every follower on Twitter, Instagram, and Google to it.
I prayed this prayer over them.
Father God, in the Name of Lord Jesus Christ of Nazareth, I forgive _________. Now, they are forgiven, and I hold nothing against them Lord. They are forgiven, just like you forgave me. Thank you, God. I praise you for the gift of forgiveness.
Father, I ask that every name mentioned is abundantly blessed, that they have your peace that passes all understanding, that they operate daily with your divine wisdom and have the mind of Christ. I pray for those mentioned that if they do not know you as their Lord and Savior, laborers will walk across their path so they may know the truth of your love and forgiveness. I pray that they are prosperous in their careers, finances, and relationships. I pray for wholeness and health in their spirit, soul and bodies. Lord, I thank you for all you've done, in Jesus' Name I pray, Amen.
Now, if a name comes up on my list and I see that they posted about some issue they are facing, I pray for that as well because John 15: 13 states Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends. Maybe I can't physically help them but their is definite power in prayer and the greatest part is it causes me to forget my self for as long as it takes for me to pray for all these people.
I get myself off my mind.
Now I know not everyone who reads my blog is a Christian, and that's okay. I hope that my words and actions make you want to know Jesus more but regardless of your faith, I hope the message can be adapted and applied to your life in some way. After all, love and forgiveness are universal languages.
Yet, if you do call yourself a Christian, no matter your denomination, you should be actively practicing love and forgiveness as an act of your faith.
Believe me when I say it's not always easy but with God, all things are possible. :)
With that in mind, you should realize that Jesus forgave you of your sins so if he can forgive you of whatever you may have done in your past, you can forgive others no matter how NASTY they may be.
Look, I'm not telling you how to live your life.
I just wanted to share what God has shared with me.
If you want to start doing a forgiveness project of your own, be prepared to feel happier, at peace, and like you are changing the world because with each prayer for another, each kind word on someone's post, each action taken in support of someone, you are.
Until next time, I hope you have a Blessed Valentine's Day and see God's goodness every single day.
Also, if you need prayer, please let me know.
In Christ-Like Love and Confidence,
Chelsea
~Just Keep Swimming~
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