To Be Vulnerable Is To Live

To be vulnerable, is usually seen as being weak.

But, I disagree. To be vulnerable is to be open – to feel, to welcome, to be strong.

Now, maybe to be open is to lack caution, maybe it’s illogical and a little reckless . But maybe not, maybe to be open is to live. Within my short life, I’ve certainly come to learn that it’s the moments that count, it’s the intense feeling of joy as you’re sat around a fire, huddled in sand dunes as the waves slowly surface the shore and your toes are tingling with the cold, it’s the feeling of being drunk on lust after the first date, it’s the euphoric feeling of dancing in Summer showers, barefooted and soaked in life and rain.

Life is magic, just allow it.

Have the strength to.

No matter how we go about our days, there’s one evident fact that no one regardless of their social status or authoritative position can avoid – death. So whilst we’re living this manic adventure why not feel all that is to feel? Why not be vulnerable, why not be raw, why not refuse to act with caution, why not get hurt, why not ache? Because if you go about life tip-toeing with fear of getting your heart broken, or wearing your heart on your sleeve, then your missing out on life itself. Call me silly, but I’d rather live fully in the moment, and act on my present feelings even if that means getting a little burnt.

It’s better to feel pain, than to feel nothing at all.

If there’s one thing my Dad’s taught me, it’s to do everything with your whole heart. I don’t intend to ever participate in anything half-heartedly.

Who ever get’s anywhere in life by playing on the safe side? Living a colourful life involves taking risks, it involved feeling, it involves being open.. involves being vulnerable, so be it.

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Hello, you!

Hi, I'm Beth I'm so glad to see you here!

For as long as I can remember I've kept a diary, journalling about the most riveting of topics ranging from Middle School crushes to the far-too spicy fajitas I'd had for dinner the night before.

I've always had a love for documenting every bit of my life - seemingly even the most mundane of experiences - alongside taking photos. You'll rarely see me without my camera in hand, or without a notebook and pen within easy reach.

This blog [Oh So Rosy] was born to curate a space where I can blend both passions together. The name was created after a lengthy brain-storming session in bed one morning. In short it encompasses a fierce positive perspective, to see the 'silver-linings' in each situation and to keep those 'rose-tinted' glasses firmly on.

Around here you'll find a mix of all things I love and snippets of my life. Whether that be adventures around the world; new recipes and home interior; or current thoughts and day-dreams.

I'm still very much trying to figure things out (isn't everyone?) in this weird yet insanely wonderful life, so I invite you to follow along this journey with me.

Wishing you a lovely day. Thanks for popping by.

Love, Beth ♡