I'm just dropping a quick line tonight to inform you that you are a beautiful, amazing person. The world would be worse off, were you not here.
Thank you for being present and bringing your light to those around you. Thank you for your heart and your magic.
And most of all, it's never too late and you're never too old for dreaming.
Merry everything and happy always!
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Nov 20, 2015
Nov 18, 2015
Perseverance
Some days my hand starts to shake
with the desire to be doing something
important.
With the desire to be someone more.
My head starts to expand and explode and
ache with the strength.
My heart feels like it bleeds,
pouring liquid life freely in my body
until I'm swollen and too tired to move.
Today, my hands mindlessly clenched to fists and my nails drew blood.
Today, my head swirls with stories, pictures, and adventures I'll never have.
Today, my heart feels absent, nothing more than an aching hole of missing parts.
Most days I have to climb out alone.
Today is no different.
So if you see a person struggling, reach down a hand into the pit
or simply a smile.
You'd be surprised how far a little bit goes.
with the desire to be doing something
important.
With the desire to be someone more.
My head starts to expand and explode and
ache with the strength.
My heart feels like it bleeds,
pouring liquid life freely in my body
until I'm swollen and too tired to move.
Today, my hands mindlessly clenched to fists and my nails drew blood.
Today, my head swirls with stories, pictures, and adventures I'll never have.
Today, my heart feels absent, nothing more than an aching hole of missing parts.
Most days I have to climb out alone.
Today is no different.
So if you see a person struggling, reach down a hand into the pit
or simply a smile.
You'd be surprised how far a little bit goes.
A study on anger
Why do we get mad?
I believe it is internal. A feeling of being stuck, or jealousy. Perhaps seeing a reflection in others of the thing we hate most about ourselves, and treating others with the same guidelines as we treat ourselves.
What we must remember is--we deserve as much patience as we give others. We are worth the time and effort. We are worth being happy.
I believe it is internal. A feeling of being stuck, or jealousy. Perhaps seeing a reflection in others of the thing we hate most about ourselves, and treating others with the same guidelines as we treat ourselves.
What we must remember is--we deserve as much patience as we give others. We are worth the time and effort. We are worth being happy.
Nov 1, 2015
Steps on the path of enlightenment
I believe that perfection is impossible, and that trying is perfect.
I think that life has ups and downs and means nothing and everything. If we misuse our world and ourselves, we mean nothing. We will fade out of existence like everything else has.
On the other hand, if we fight to protect the good, to preserve the magic, to be present for our lonely brethren, we will make lasting changes for global betterment. And not just environmental, but as a massive family of human beings in which it is a tragedy for someone to be left out.
Tell someone they matter. Talk to the outcasts. You haven't any idea what stories they'll tell until you ask.
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 26, 2015
Not at my worst
You don't want me at my worst.
You don't want the frustration or sadness.
The upset or the confusion.
You can't handle the mean little voice in my head.
Or the way i beat myself up.
You would rather not speak than say meaningless nothings to make me feel better.
You would rather me self-soothe so you don't have to worry about it.
When your compliments fall on deaf ears, you give up.
You don't want me at my worst.
You don't want the frustration or sadness.
The upset or the confusion.
You can't handle the mean little voice in my head.
Or the way i beat myself up.
You would rather not speak than say meaningless nothings to make me feel better.
You would rather me self-soothe so you don't have to worry about it.
When your compliments fall on deaf ears, you give up.
You don't want me at my worst.
Oct 14, 2015
Sharing of an epiphany moment
From now on, when people offer ideas or information in an attempt to help (whether or not it actually is helpful), I vow to accept their advice with an open heart and a heartfelt thank you.
Being dismissive feels rude and causes the person offering to feel useless and invisible.
My PSA for the day. And now I'll climb down from my little soapbox. Thanks for listening, and keep fighting for the good in the world!
Being dismissive feels rude and causes the person offering to feel useless and invisible.
My PSA for the day. And now I'll climb down from my little soapbox. Thanks for listening, and keep fighting for the good in the world!
Oct 13, 2015
A shiver of inspiration
I love having ideas.
When a really good one strikes, it sends a shiver through my limbs, and goosebumps wiggle their way upwards.
How addictive
Oct 2, 2015
Humans are such odd creatures, and so blessed, to have pets.
We, as animals, keep animals in our homes and lives and hearts. And for what? Something to love, and to love us. Something that understands us, but cares nothing for our world of upset and woe. Something to see beyond our perspective.
I admit to being a sucker for animals of any kind. I would have an entire menagerie, if I thought I could take proper care of the honorable beings. But I know I cannot, so I have beautiful, and feisty, feline companions, a white wolf who acts as my familiar, four other canine nephews of all shapes, sizes, and ages, and a silent serpent who loves to entwine himself.
I have the gift of missing their presence when we are away. And the honor of being welcomed home upon our return.
I am so blessed.
As are we all.
We, as animals, keep animals in our homes and lives and hearts. And for what? Something to love, and to love us. Something that understands us, but cares nothing for our world of upset and woe. Something to see beyond our perspective.
I admit to being a sucker for animals of any kind. I would have an entire menagerie, if I thought I could take proper care of the honorable beings. But I know I cannot, so I have beautiful, and feisty, feline companions, a white wolf who acts as my familiar, four other canine nephews of all shapes, sizes, and ages, and a silent serpent who loves to entwine himself.
I have the gift of missing their presence when we are away. And the honor of being welcomed home upon our return.
I am so blessed.
As are we all.