cherry chapstick

We can live. By all means, live. Wake up, eat cereal, walk, work, talk, eat, sleep, live. I know I can accomplish great things when I live. I can get a bonus, have a relationship, read a book. Read 100 books. Hell, write a book.

Or, we can Live (did I lose you?).

We can fall in love. Or fall in Love over and over again, and without fear or apology.
Be fascinated by the freckles that make each day staggeringly complex and different. And similar.

We can listen. Or Listen with true openness and tolerance. To even the intentions spoken between words and without speech. Not just to those we understand with ease, but also those whose actions we will never understand.
And to those who are no longer with us, and exist instead in the slowdancing of snowfalls. And cherry Chapstick.

The only thing that’s constant is change, and we feel safer to resist impermanence. So, we can live. Or Live and open ourselves, as petals, and remain passionately curious.

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wage love, spread peace

The judge. The critic. The timekeeper. The doubter. The persecutor.

Hearing it.

And then, opening the heart instead. Feeling the fear, breathing into it and just opening even more anyways. Self compassion.

Who could be more deserving of your unconditional love and support than yourself?

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thanksgiving ii

wildheart

To practice gratitude means more to me than counting my blessings at night before I fall asleep.

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You cannot selectively numb feelings. You cannot decide to shut some of them out without blocking everything altogether in the process. Joy. Connection. Comfort. It’s easy to learn how to know things – anyone can do that. But you cannot be taught how to feel.

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In those moments of true feeling, I am grateful.

I am being nobody else in a world trying its hardest to make me everybody-but-me. In those moments of fear and vulnerability, when I wonder if I can really love this fiercely? Believe in this so passionately?

To stop and just say instead: I am so grateful. Because to feel this vulnerable means that I’m alive.

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for everything which is yes

i thank you

for this amazing day:
for the leaping greenly
spirits of trees
and the blue true dream of sky;

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and for everything
which is natural
which is infinite
which is yes

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e. e. cummings