I’m amazed that my words are reaching people in several places of the world.
When I was a child I would dream of having my thoughts reach others. I would write messages in paper airplanes and throw them out of the window.
I would sometimes look at the sky and ask “Can you hear me?”
And now, thanks to the internet, it’s become so much easier for us all to communicate. To reach each other with our messages.
I want my messages to be of love and hope. Of peace. Of kindness. Of prosperity. Of joy.
But sometimes I have my angry, depressing, weird, abstract rants – as you’ve probably already seen if you’ve followed me for a while.
But they’re not necessarily a message, it’s just me venting out loud. Ya know, reflecting out loud.
Thank you for reading my words.
For adding meaning to my life.
I am more fulfilled because I can share my story and my journey with you.
About me pages always make my mind go blank, which is ironic because there's really so much to say. I guess what stumps me is where do I start?
Here are the basics: They named me Laura. They, meaning my parents, who were never married but mingled in 1988 in the country of Brazil, where little me was born.
I grew up in New York City among a melting pot of cultures, smells, and hustle.
I've learned to be a go-getter, thinker, intuitive, lover of life, peace maker, and coffee enthusiast - among other things.
I like to write. I've been keeping a journal since my early teenage years. I created Reflect Out Loud to simply share whatever is on my mind in whatever style that comes up for me. I try to let whatever I put out here be free flowing. I simply want to share my thoughts out in the open.
But to simplify this about me: I am a human, having a human experience. I have a story, just like you have a story. And some of that story you'll see here.
Um... I guess that's pretty much all I have for now.
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