Spring Cleaning For the Soul

The sun is shining. The birds are 'a chirping. White snow is on the ground. Wait. Hold up. Snow is on the ground? Yes, my lovely readers. Thanks to my parents, I was born in the lovely land of the Midwest, and apparently Kansas (the unpredictable brat, she is) decided to have snow in March. Who knew? March snow brings April showers? This is wishful thinking, people. Anyways... The point is, according to the calendars, spring is here. It's a time for bright colors, flirty skirts, and the good ole Birks to come back out to play. What does spring normally mean? It means that for some reason the hormones are no longer wearing their heavy sweaters that hide all the pudge; no, no. They have shed the comfy clothes, switched to cutesy sandals, and man, are they feisty. I'm not making this up either, people. There is literally a song in Camelot the musical called "The Lusty Month of May." It was created in the 50's or 60's, back when things weren't as openly perverted, but the meaning is obvious.
      There's something about spring that makes you want to change; suddenly you want to do your laundry, to work out, and to chat up that cute boy who just walked past you that you never noticed before. This isn't wrong. It's au naturel. If you don't have crushes on other people, then, quite frankly, I'd say get your head and your hormones checked. Liking people is FUN. Shaving your legs after a long winter is a benefit for you and your friends; getting a haircut is cute; painting those nails according to the new mint trend is chic. However, spring sometimes makes us go a little transformation-happy--when I say happy, I mean like the kind of crazed look Black Friday shoppers get when there is only one special edition Williams Sonoma mixer left. Often times we feel that we need to shed the old winter fat, because, well, the cute gingerbread men might not like us as much as the living men in our lives. Or that we need to change our personality to meet a certain someone's criteria. This is not the desired effect.
      I often say to myself that my loved ones are the main reason I write this blog. It's because of the questions that they ask, the interesting topics that they bring up to discuss, that I write these. I like to call it "second-hand smoke," because a lot of the time, I've never experienced it, but I'm still affected by it, still moved enough to let other people out there know what and what not to do. So lately, the topic among the water hole in which my friends gather, is the discussion on what boys like. It seems that an enormous concern lately, is what kind of girl to be in order to please a guy. Or even what kind of friend to be in order to please a certain kind of person.  Firstly, what kind of person are you? Are you the loud, funny type? Sweet and caring? Smart and quiet? You might ask yourself this every day. You might ask why a guy doesn't like you. From my observations (look at me, I sound like a science major) it seems that each type of girl believes a guy is looking for the opposite of what they are. However, the flaw is in the wording of the sentence; it's blaring out like an angry driver laying on the horn in rush hour. You are not one-dimensional. There is more to you than one aspect; are you funny? Congratulations! Are you sweet? Perfect. Can you be both? Absolutely. Can you be more than two qualities? I would certainly hope so. There is a flaw in our logic. We have been corrupted by the desire to be perfect at a limited amount of things. We have allowed people to only see us as one. But you are so much more than that. I can be funny, in fact I enjoy being that more than anything else. But I also like to listen and care for my friends. I'm trying to show you all that you are so much more than the label that someone may give you. Maybe a guy wants the sweet, quiet type, and you just can't help but whisper your thoughts during a movie. SO WHAT? Don't become something you are not. Maybe a guy wants a really outgoing girl, and you just aren't into jumping in the middle of the dance circle and showing everyone your rendition of the worm. Embrace that. I know numerous guys who have an ideal picture of a woman in their head, and its quite possible that the girls they see only come off in one way. It's quite possible that they will end up with that kind of girl (it's a good thing to set standards). But I think we all can say for certain that life never goes as planned, and God has a more perfect idea set in store for us. 
     The point I'm trying to make here is that it is okay to be the person you are. In fact, you are more perfect that way. I can't say how many times I've stressed that being yourself is important. Yet, I can't say it enough. You will never be that other person, although you probably have some similarities. We've all unfortunately inherited things we cannot erase and some things that are really embarrassing: I manage to break almost every item I own in some way or another. Human beings are sometimes one-sighted, and we only see one part of a person, and figure that's the only part worth understanding. But this isn't true.
    Spring cleaning is a wonderful thing. I know I've got to clean out that black hole I call my closet. And fixing your mindset and soul is even more necessary. We've got things that are rotting, out of date, smelly, and sweaters that cover up the insecurities. Being the pat racks we are, we hold on to the heavy things, and frequently mistake the beautiful, timeless pieces for useless and outdated. This spring, I ask that you take a closer look. Explore new things, check out some new boys, maybe find a little love. But avoid shopping for a new thing that doesn't fit you well. Then maybe, just maybe, if you take my advice, you'll find that timeless dress under a pile of dirty laundry and discover it was truly stunning on you all along.