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		<title>A Weapon for the Modern World&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 02:11:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ashley Taylor</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Social Media has become a weapon for the modern world. It is everywhere we look. It’s embedded in our culture. Don’t believe me look down at your smart phone. Look at buses, subway platforms, store fronts, corporations. Everybody’s doing it. It can be used for good, bad and in between. Social media is defined as: [...]</p><p>The post <a href="http://www.dare-to-shine.com/social-media/">A Weapon for the Modern World&#8230;</a> appeared first on <a href="http://www.dare-to-shine.com">Dare to Shine</a>.</p>]]></description>
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<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><strong>Social Media has become a weapon for the modern world.</strong> It is everywhere we look. It’s embedded in our culture. Don’t believe me look down at your smart phone. Look at buses, subway platforms, store fronts, corporations. Everybody’s doing it.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">It can be used for good, bad and in between. Social media is defined as:</span></p>
<blockquote><p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">“forms of electronic communication (as Web sites for social networking and micro-blogging) through which users create online communities to share information, ideas, personal messages, and other content (as videos)”</span></p></blockquote>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Social media is a bubble and it is only continuing to expand and evolve. Social media really made its first appearance in my life back in the days of My Space and Live Journal, yes I remember those days. I was in undergrad right at the beginning of the world of Facebook. It was slowly being released to more and more colleges and universities. Slowly it became widespread and everybody was talking. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Social media is and can be empowering and freeing. With social media we own full control of what we choose to share with the external world. We pick and choose what of our lives we want to share. My relationship with social media is what I would call a love/hate relationship, although in my opinion hate is a tad on the stronger side of the spectrum. Social media is shifting our connectivity on a massive scale. It is impacting the way we can not only foster relationships, do business, it has allowed anyone (with internet) the ability to reach out on a massive scale and connect. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Want to dominate? Simple. There&#8217;s a dot-com waiting for you to own. There&#8217;s probably an app, a community, a something for it. Social media allows us to be present with an unknown world. It connects us on a world-wide level. </span></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Some of the What&#8217;s Good?<br />
</span></strong><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">-the ability to put yourself out there</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">-the chance for your words, your opinion to have an outlet </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">-the possibility of new partnerships, business boom, friendship, self expansion</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">-freedom {of speech}</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">-instant gratification. instant response. instant connection. instant downloads</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">-collaboration + unity</span></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Some of the What&#8217;s Bad?</span></strong><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br />
-heightens our chance of getting sucked down a hole of comparing games</span><br />
<em><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">{i.e. &#8220;everybody&#8217;s getting engaged&#8221;, &#8220;look at how booming their biz is&#8221;, &#8220;I wish I had the life of lux / exotic vacation spots&#8221;, &#8220;How do I get </span>that <span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">many likes, follows, RTs, etc.&#8221;, and so forth}<br />
</span></em><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">-Somehow degrades/lessens &#8220;in person&#8221; engagements</span><br />
<em><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">{Am I the only one that really digs brick + mortar / mom + pop shops}</span></em><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br />
-The world wide web/social outlets have a tendency of following us everywhere<br />
</span><em><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">{Ever pause on a subway or on a street and notice how everyone is looking down at their smart phone? Whatever happened to just being, just sitting? Awkward? I dare you to try sitting on a subway or walking around without your phone at the</span></em><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"> ready}<br />
</span><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">-It has turned us into even more instant/quick quick type of people<br />
</span><em><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">{I wonder how people would deal with a little slower of a response or waiting on a letter via snail mail or waiting on that &#8220;download&#8221; to come in the mail as a package}</span><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span></em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I am thankful for social media, truly. It has aided in my self growth journey. It has helped me to step out. It has brought me in connection with not just clients but some of my very best friends. Yes. Come to think of it the majority of the people in my inner circle are all founded through the internet. Yet when we talk, meet up, Skype, etc. you would never tell. I am thankful for social media.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">It would be a difficult world to live without it but it is also important to stay present, fully. Choose your weapons. Choose your outlets, there are many out there and it is easy to get social media over whelmed. Connect on the sites/communities that feel right for you. You don&#8217;t have to be on everything.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">Choose to step away. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"> Choose to go places and experience it before sharing it on Instagram</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"> Choose to cultivate <em>real </em>friendships, <em>real </em>relationships</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"> Choose what you share, it&#8217;s your digital canvas &#8211; Paint it wisely and beautifully. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">Don&#8217;t ever become dependent on your smart phone.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"> Don&#8217;t misrepresent yourself. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"> Don&#8217;t get swayed. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Social Media is a chance for so much and it, like us, is continuing to evolve.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Bottom Line. Be You.<br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">And get out in freaking nature on occasion. Embrace the awkward feeling of not having a phone to pop out. Write a letter every once in awhile. Go spark up a conversation with the small business owner in your neighborhood that is still extending smiles in a legit store. Or send a virtual note and choose to get to know the person, the real person, behind that social media profile. Chances are there is so much more to them beyond their online &#8220;wall&#8221;&#8230;<span style="font-size: large;">There is a heartbeat on the other side of that monitor. Think about that. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">—</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><em>This post is a part of The Social Media Consciousness Blog Project.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><em>Social media has changed the way we connect. Can there be more #socialmediaconsciousness? <a href="http://www.vitalbeingwellness.com/social-media-consciousness">Join the conversation</a>. </em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"> </span></p>
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		<title>How the West Shifted My Soul</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 03:16:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ashley Taylor</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I had the amazing opportunity to go out to Ojai, California for a spa getaway with one of my clients and good friends, Jill. The funny thing was Jill extended this delicious invitation a few months back when I had no clue of what would happen or what my situation might look like by May. [...]</p><p>The post <a href="http://www.dare-to-shine.com/how-the-west-shifted-my-soul/">How the West Shifted My Soul</a> appeared first on <a href="http://www.dare-to-shine.com">Dare to Shine</a>.</p>]]></description>
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I had the amazing opportunity to go out to Ojai, California for a spa getaway with one of my clients and good friends, </span><a style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;" href="http://www.wellnessbyjill.com" target="_blank">Jill</a><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">. The funny thing was Jill extended this delicious invitation a few months back when I had no clue of what would happen or what my situation might look like by May. Upon receiving the invite I said a firm YES. No hesitation  No sitting on it. No extended thinking it through. I bought the ticket in the same hour upon the text message. I just got back from that trip and I kid you not the West changed me. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Now an important thing to note is I have not had the delight of visiting California before. I&#8217;ve been East. I&#8217;ve been South. I&#8217;ve lived in the Midwest but I have not gone to the West. Another thing to mention is that in a past astrology reading I was informed that I would most likely end up in the West coast. That was right when I was making my move to New York so I didn&#8217;t pay it much attention other than that&#8217;s intriguing. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">This was a trip for the memory books. It was the first </span><em style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">real </em><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">vacation I&#8217;ve taken for quite some time. By </span><em style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">real </em><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I mean no working &#8211; at all. The universe seemed to agree as I lost cell phone service upon entering the </span><a style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;" href="http://www.ojairesort.com/" target="_blank">Ojai Valley Inn &amp; Spa</a><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">For the first time in what feels like forever I accepted it. I enjoyed it. I didn&#8217;t feel guilty. I felt free.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Jill has officially become a guardian angel. I am so grateful. She has been a gift on so many levels. We not only share in our business management relationship but we share life on a whole. We are open with each other. We are honest with each other. We care for each other and best of all is we support each other. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">During this vacation of pure relaxation, good food, gorgeous scenery and laughter something inside of me shifted. I began to realize that this is possible. That our lives are meant to be enjoyed. We are meant to receive. In all capacities. We are taken care of on such a infinite level.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I am meant to receive because I deserve it. We all deserve it. Something broke free within me while sitting in a cabana poolside sipping spa water. I looked out at the mountains in the background, the vibrant blue sky, the shimmering pool and the bright sunlight and I felt expansive. I felt the Universe beaming through the scorching 95 degree heat. It was a breakthrough. It was the brightest A Ha.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-4341" title="IMG_1762" src="http://www.dare-to-shine.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/IMG_1762-300x224.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="224" /></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: x-large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">This is life and life is unspeakably beautiful.<br />
<span style="font-size: medium;"><br />
I did not come to fully believe this until that very moment. I&#8217;ve never believe I deserved it. I have never been expanded to fully receive.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">The West expanded my soul.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">When for most my life I have been contracted to so much. I&#8217;ve only dipped my toe into the water of true expansion. A part of me was still closed to the possibility. Call it silly but I believe this trip, this experience opened me.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">In order to live the life you must let go. You must live. Release your shackles and fly. Allow yourself to being open. Allow and believe in the possibilities. Most of all believe that everything is already taken care of, truly. Be it my soul finally being ready to be opened, be it the trip, be it the company but I believe and trust. I&#8217;m shifted.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">I am full. I am free. I am receiving.</span></p>
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		<title>on not giving a fuck</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 01:35:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ashley Taylor</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;One day, a long time from now you&#8217;ll cease to care anymore whom you please or what anybody has to say about you. That&#8217;s when you&#8217;ll finally produce the work you&#8217;re capable of.&#8221; -JD Salinger Honesty time. I have spent countless years upon years worrying about what others think of me. &#62;How they perceive me. [...]</p><p>The post <a href="http://www.dare-to-shine.com/on-not-giving-a-fuck/">on not giving a fuck</a> appeared first on <a href="http://www.dare-to-shine.com">Dare to Shine</a>.</p>]]></description>
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<blockquote><p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">&#8220;One day, a long time from now you&#8217;ll cease to care anymore whom you please or what anybody has to say about you. That&#8217;s when you&#8217;ll finally produce the work you&#8217;re capable of.&#8221; -JD Salinger</span></span></p></blockquote>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Honesty time. I have spent countless years upon years worrying about what others think of me. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">&gt;How they perceive me. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"> &gt;What do they say after meeting me? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"> &gt;What is their first impression? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"> &gt;Do they like me or is it just pretending to like me out of courtesy. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">My mind would constantly be in motion. To attempt to try to ease this I attempted to try to make damn sure that I could fit in. I changed to meet others expectations. I silenced certain subjects and interests. I vocalized others. </span><strong style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I would hide and chose to believe that it was better to stay silent than dare speak up and risk a negative response or risk someone not liking me. </strong>I<span style="font-size: medium;">t was better to stay silent. Being in a constant state of worry + fear + constantly changing myself did not do anything. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">The worry of what others thought? Even in silence and adapting to meet their needs that worry never went away. I am coming clean. I no longer give a fuck. Maybe just maybe after years of being called unique, a black sheep, quirky, and playing one too many games of trying to be the best damn actress I&#8217;m through. I take pride in being unique. It&#8217;s not something to be ignored or hidden. After all our differences and unique traits is what sets us apart in this big world. It is too much, too tiring and too draining to let yourself hide out. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I&#8217;m a special soul &#8211; you are too. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: x-large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">You are good, seriously good the way that you are on a cellular level.<br />
The world needs unique.<br />
The world needs differences. <span style="line-height: 19px;"> </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Here&#8217;s the deal. I turn 28 end of the month. I&#8217;ve been on this spiritual - self growth &#8211; self evolutionary path for the past two years. I&#8217;ve tried just about everything to truly unravel and have attempted a multitude of things to get down to my core. I&#8217;ve seen movement. I&#8217;ve seen contraction. People that once were a huge part of my life pre and post entrepreneurship have left my life. I&#8217;m shedding. Shedding more so than I have since I began. Stories and patterns are rising at a full force. I&#8217;m truly, utterly expanding. Tears.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I&#8217;m decluttering. I&#8217;m detoxifying toxins on a whole other level. I&#8217;m releasing.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Turns out everything I&#8217;ve worked through, felt, released and expanded through thus far has just been baby steps. The biggest most basic most simple thing that I only now recognize is this &#8211;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: x-large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">everything you need everything you want everything is in you</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Presence is everything. Not just with the external world but PRESENCE with you.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I&#8217;m done with worrying. I&#8217;m done with letting my mind wander to what someone may or may not think of me. Better, I&#8217;m done letting my mind wander about where I should be, what I should be doing, what I should be earning, what I should be focusing on. I&#8217;m done giving a fuck.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I choose to just be. To be in this very moment. Truly. Present. Because I am just where I need to be.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Because for the first time in this spiritual &#8211; self growth &#8211; entrepreneur journey I truly believe that everything is taken care of.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Stop worrying.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"> Stop planning + un-planning.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"> Stop thinking about what others may or may not think.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: x-large; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">Start doing. Start living. Start breathing. Stop giving a fuck. </span></p>
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