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The Art of Contentment

GGetting older and becoming more of an adult comes with some growing pains, as my mom calls them. I’ve definitely been going through them.

My twenties have so far been punctuated by a pervasive and increasing sense of uncertainty. Even though I’m learning to cope with the ambiguity of this part of my life, sometimes I struggle with it.

Additionally, moving from the relatively carefree period of my teens and childhood into the ever-increasing responsibility of my twenties has been shocking. And there is a little tint of sadness at the edges of my life as I watch my parents age and bury people I have loved dearly. The sadness comes from the events themselves, but also from the knowledge that such heart-wrenching things are normal.

So how do I make peace with the messiness of life? How do I end up like one of those women who’ve gone through decades of life and some hard things but still celebrate its goodness in the way they live with joy and optimism every day?


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What I Learned From a Year Without Makeup – Part 2

I gave up makeup for a year for spiritual reasons, and learned a lot from the experience, spiritually and in other areas of life. Here’s Part 2 of the lessons I learned. Read Part 1 here. Read the start of the journey here.

II am sure a brilliant social scientist has written about this somewhere, but people like and are interested in pretty things and people, and pay them attention accordingly.

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a year without makeup

What I Learned From a Year Without Makeup – Part 1

I gave up makeup for a year for spiritual reasons, and learned a lot from the experience, spiritually and in other areas of life. Here’s Part 1 of the lessons I learned. Read Part 2 here. Read the start of my journey here

gGiving up makeup for a year was a faith-based decision. I don’t think I would have done it if I didn’t feel that it was getting in the way of having a relationship with God.

Giving up makeup, for me, actually meant giving up a large part of my external beauty, which in turn meant giving up a crutch I had been relying on for years. That was the problem: my beauty was essentially a foundation upon which I tried to build my relationships to other people and the world.

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The Power of (No) Makeup: No Makeup for a Year

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What are your walls made of?

I I’ve worn and loved a cat eye liner, pretty much without fail, since age 17. When I knew I was heading into a task that seemed humongous, I put on a full face of makeup, drawing strength, courage, and comfort from my “war paint.”

Makeup and I have gone through a lot of things together. But I’ve been realizing over the past year that I put too much stock in it. I need to take a break from it this year.

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