You and I are Only One Grain of Sand on Malibu beach

You and I are Only One Grain of Sand on Malibu beach

Life is crazy.

Despite the fact that there are billions upon billions of individuals upon this earth, somehow, we pursue the belief that ours matters.

Think about that.

You and I are just small beings on this planet, a grain of sand on Malibu beach. Not even that. One song in all the songs out there. One letter on the pages of the great and legendary Harry Potter series.

According to the laws of mathematics, and the fact that the limit of a small number over infinity is zero, you and I mean nothing. We mean a number that has infinitely no end in a world with an infinite amount of people.

And thinking of not just those alive and breathing H2O right now at this instant, we have to consider those beings who once breathed H2O and then didn’t. Those such as Abe Lincoln who are gone. Who walked this planet at one point, but no longer do. We have to consider those beings that may or may not be in another universe.

Why should we care about our own lives when there are so many more lives out there? Why should we care that ours is crazy?

Why should we care that we, who are only a grain of sand, stand out? That’s impossible. A grain of sand simply can’t be noticed when surrounded by the infinite number of other grains of sand that are either sitting out on the beach, frying in the sun or lost deep under the waves of life.

Why should we even try?
Ashlyn Taylour

Feel Good Blogging

Feel Good Blogging

Hey guys,

So last October, I participated in a blogging challenge with other bloggers, where basically, you post 7 days in a row on certain topics. This challenge called ‘Feel Good Blogging’ was created by Alex Beadon, definitely one of my role models.

It was a great experience for me, however, at the end of the 7 days, I stopped blogging and as you know, re-started up just a month ago.

But without this challenge, I probably wouldn’t be writing this now. I wouldn’t have started blogging again.

Everyone participating in the challenge wrote about the same things, answered the same questions, etc. And then they would read each others posts and comment on them. I received tons of comments on my posts, my very first posts, which was very encouraging.

I just thought I’d share this with you because Alex Beadon is starting this 7-day Feel Good Blogging challenge again. Today is the fist day. I highly encourage that you take part in it if you’d like to give your blog more exposure and if you’d like to have a clearer picture of what your blog is about. I’d redo the challenge as well if it weren’t for the fact that I’ll be in Massachusetts for the last half of it. Comment below if you join and I’ll be sure to read your posts. Here’s the link if you’re interested: Feel Good Blogging Challenge
Ashlyn Taylour

It’s Alright to Cry | A Song

It’s Alright to Cry | A Song

You said goodbye just the other day
You left me all alone
You said you would never leave me by myself
But I guess you were wrong

It’s alright to cry sometimes
It’s alright to say what you feel
It’s alright to think about the past
It’s alright to cry

Said you would be just fine
But you knew it all along
I could see it in those troubled eyes
That something was wrong


It has been a year now and I am moving on
But you will always be in my heart
Death is such a terrible thing
But it will not tear us apart

Chorus (x2)

So my sister, neighbor and I wrote this song quite a while back. I’d have to say I was 10 or 11 at the time so about 6 years ago. I have no idea what rhythm we had for it back then but ever since I found it recently, I’ve been trying to come up with something that works. I have something down for the chorus,  just not the verses yet. It’s not much but I just thought I’d share!
Ashlyn Taylour

Magic Bars that will make your Skin Glow Brighter than the Sun

Magic Bars that will make your Skin Glow Brighter than the Sun

Recently, I’ve been using a skin-care product called black soap. And surprisingly, it’s been clearing up the scars on my face really well! I’ve also had at least three people tell me that my skin is glowing since I started using it. And it supposedly will clear up acne but it takes some time. So far it hasn’t made mine worse, so that’s a good sign!

Now what exactly is this black soap? It’s what a lot of Africans use and it’s made of all natural ingredients. It’s rough and it temporarily makes your skin all black, at least till you rinse it off.

The specific kind I bought is as a bar of soap, however they also have them in powder form and bottle form. I recommend if you ever buy this black soap, that you do so from Shea Terra Organics because a lot of sellers cheat. They just die normal soap, black and call it black soap when in actually it’s not. 

Also, only use it a few times a week at first because it is very drying. However you can increase usage with time.

I’ve also heard that using it in combination with Rose Hip oil works really well, but I haven’t tried that yet. Sometime soon I will.

So if you’re looking for a product without all those nasty chemicals that will clear up your skin, black soap might just be the product for you.

Mistaking a Smile for a Frown

Mistaking a Smile for a Frown

Yesterday, at my work, there was a new employee. Well, not so new, but since I had been in Florida, I’d never seen him before. Old guy, gray hair, no smile. He was managing the place where I check-in for the day. So I went up to him, gave him my name to write down and after him asking me to spell it multiple times I went to leave.

Just before I left he said to me “You don’t like me, do you?”

I just laughed and said “Nah, I’ve just never seen you here before.” I asked him his name how long he’d been working there and that was that.

Well later in the day, while I was working, as he walked by me, he just stopped for about five seconds and stared at me. I stared back, not really knowing what to do in such an awkward situation. Soon enough, he said “I can tell you don’t like me. What did I do to make you not like me?”

I just laughed it off again, didn’t really answer his question and then he walked off.

All this got me thinking about first impressions and what impression I leave on people I first meet. Whether it’s a good impression or not. And I came to the conclusion that, most of the times, it’s not as good as it could be.

You see, I’m a rather reserved person when it comes to strangers. Therefore a first interaction with them may, and probably often leaves them with the impression that 1. I don’t like them or 2. that I’m an unhappy person. This is due to the fact that I don’t express that much emotion to strangers, I talk less, and am closed off.

And in reality, I understand that man who thinks I don’t like him. I understand because if I met myself, I wouldn’t know what myself was feeling so I’d just assume the worst like humans tend to do.

And the thing is, I don’t want to be this person that is perceived as hating everyone. In fact, a few years ago, my mom said to me, that I need to smile more. She said that multiple people have talked about me with her and asked why I always seemed so sad.

Spoiler alert. I wasn’t sad. I just didn’t express my emotions much. And I still don’t. I do more than I did before, but still not as much as a normal person. I tend to express myself through words rather than facial expressions.

And if I’m being completely honest, I want to change that. So tomorrow, when I go to work and see that man, I’ll smile at him. I’ll make him think “wow, is that girl bipolar or what?” Because I can. Because ultimately, I’m in charge of me.
Ashlyn Taylour

A Stalemate

A Stalemate

We’ve all had those days when we don’t feel like trying. When we don’t feel like doing anything. On those days, it’s so easy to just sit around and do nothing. To just sit there and think “I really should be doing this and that.” But you stay seated.

I’ve found that oftentimes that’s how our relationship with God is. It just… sits there. We just want to sit there and not try. So we don’t. We don’t read the Bible, we rarely pray, we skip church a few times, and we don’t live life the way He’d want us to.

I’m currently in this situation. I’ve been in it for over a month. Some days, I sit there and think about how I should be spending time in the Word more and I tell myself I’ll do it soon. But the thing is, I never do it. I stay seated. I occasionally pray, but not as much as I should, not even as much as I used to.

Throughout this time, I’ve learned that it’s a lot easier to let emotions such as anger and worry consume me when I’m not focused on God.

I’ve been wanting to reverse this habit, or rather, non-habit and I still do. Perhaps it’s the idea of summer and the ‘I don’t have to do anything’ mindset that prevents me from reconnecting with God. I’ve went on spurts where I do a devotion for a few days, but then I somehow stop again.

When I promised on here to post every day of June, I stuck to it, I’m still sticking to it. So today, on June 23rd, 2015, I’m promising to read God’s Word every day of July and for the rest of June. Starting today.
Ashlyn Taylour

Wishing for a Time-Machine

Wishing for a Time-Machine


We’ve all wished that we could go back in time. Re-do a moment that we feel we could’ve handled better.

I’ve found myself wishing for this so many times. I had a chance to do something that I didn’t take. I messed up. I lied and got in huge trouble. I went into that poison ivy. I didn’t cherish the moment and make the most of it.

For whatever reason it is, we all make misteaks. Every day in fact. We all have regrets. If you can honestly say that you’ve never regretted anything in your life, then congratulations! You’ve lived a perfect life.

But if you think about it, you should be thankful for your regrets. Just as you should be thankful for your misteaks. Why? It’s because they teach you. They teach you how you messed up, where you went wrong, and you’ve learned not to put yourself in the same situation again.

So no matter how many times you want to go back in time, look back on your past and realize that you wouldn’t be that same person you are today if it weren’t for those misteaks, if it weren’t for those regrets.
Ashlyn Taylour