I've been thinking a lot about life lately and how we deal with so much unhappiness in the world. The problem is that we don't deal. No wonder we're all stressed. We're constantly bombarded with news stories that tug at our heart strings and we feel we can't do anything to change it. It eats at us and we fall victim within our own society. A society in which we've created. It's hard to believe there's any goodness in the world anymore. BUT THERE IS... 

I've met some fabulous people lately through social media circles that have truly made a difference in my life. From women who have opened up their hearts to strangers and shared their personal, transformational stories to help young girls with self-esteem issues — to caring, compassionate professionals who realize their next step in life is mentoring and befriending others during a friendly chat over coffee. To people who are so determined to raise awareness for a meaningful cause that they live, sleep and breathe their selfless acts of kindness, literally. They are to be honoured for their effort and praised for their patience, love and humility. Yes, there is SO MUCH goodness in the world, but we need to be reminded every once in a while.

Sometimes when I feel like a pick-me-up, I change my hair. This may seem menial, but it's something I know I can control. And it changes my perspective on life (at least for a little while). This time I decided to add some colour to my life to break out of this desolate state we (society) has found itself in. With so much crime, terror, and natural disasters at every corner — we can only hope that human kindness will prevail in the end. It's the only way to think. To survive. So in honour of positive thinking, I've added a touch of purple to my newly cropped lid. 

It's interesting to see how people react to my out-of-the-box hair choice, especially when some people may think I'm the last person on earth who would do something crazy. Little do they know. But the truth is, we should all be proud to live in a place where freedom of expression is celebrated. I know first-hand that showing your true colours can be liberating no matter how you do it — so I urge you, don't let anyone tell you how to think, feel, look or love — because it's you who has to live with the outcome, not them. Stay positive and add some colour to your life. Because it feels good and no one in this world can tell you otherwise.

Reflection Work:
How do you show your true colours? How do you celebrate your uniqueness? Take a moment to write down what makes you different and how beautiful you are. 

Showing my true colours today and always,
Kerrie Lee xo
P.S. By the way, you can take my hair post as literal or metaphorical as you want. I just want you to live it up and smile.

My Dad has always been an inspiration to me. He is strong, confident, smart, funny, talented, and has always encouraged me to do what I wanted in life. 

But over the last few years, I've realized how much I really want to be like him. Really. 

He's a lot more relaxed than I ever remember him being when I was growing up. He also sees things in a different way. In a good way. He tells me that everything happens for a reason and that he, too, believes we all have a purpose in life. "Everything will fall into place naturally," he reassures me. 

My Dad is thoroughly enjoying life; and he doesn't care in the slightest what other people think (which is an amazing attribute). He's always the life of the party, and makes the best of every situation. I'm trying hard to instill these values into my sons. No matter what, he's always ready to cheer me up with a song or two on his guitar when I need it most.

My Dad also believes in relaxation and being as stress-free as possible. In fact, since retirement, he has pursued his life-long dream of traveling to South America every Winter for a couple months. Even in his 60's, he stayed with a Nicaraguan family so he could attend Spanish classes at a local school. He now knows how to speak Spanish. I admire him for following his passions.

I remember my Dad saying he wanted to travel to South America when we were growing up but never had the time or money. But now he does and I'm so happy for him. All he packs is one small backpack of clothes and his Blackberry so he can call home to my Mom and his grandchildren. He is still following his dream today. He has met many people along the way, and even managed to find the only Irish pub on a small Island where he says he feels the most relaxed: Ometepe, Nicaragua. I adore his adventurous side and determination to do his thing. 

So in the spirit of Father's Day, I'd like to thank my Dad for all the wonderful things he has taught me, and ultimately, all the things my kids will learn from their Papa. I think you're awesome, Dad. Happy Father's day!

Love you,
Kerrie-Lee
xo