Dreams exist in our narratives to remind us to look outside of the present moment towards the tomorrows with the hope of breaking free from the continuity of the pages that we have been living.
They invite in the colors that add magic to the black and white words that we have written into our way of being and bring the kind of energy that makes it possible to imagine slaying the dragons that use our own thoughts to invalidate us.
The easiest of them, of course, are the ones that seemingly nurture us with their light and the hardest are the ones that have the power to define the spaces that hold our belief in ourselves.
Of the many desires that we create over time, some will continue to walk with us as we move forward in pursuit of happiness but a few of them will fall loudly into our shadows as the reminders of what we like least about the history of things not turning out as we had wanted.
The take away from those failed wishes is that we are only capable of more of the same but just because we think those things should have been different, it doesn’t mean nor does it guarantee that they would have been better.
What if the dreams that didn’t go as planned stay near us not so that we may listen to what’s wrong with us but are there as a part of learning to open up space to hear the details that actually did work so that we may embrace that knowledge of ourselves and step again?
The past whispers to us to revisit the steep hills and debris of our journeys not as evidence that we are not enough but so that we may see the proof that although there has been sorrow, some of our solutions did get us through to this very moment.
Today calls to us to leave room for the absence of light along with the right weather because both sides give us something to use as well as takes something from us and we ourselves get to keep redefining what that means.
Tomorrow asks that we treat all of our spaces with curiosity because what’s growing in and around them won’t always look like what we imagine they should but they will always be the future seeds of what flourishes on our pages.
Sometimes we are the dragons that have interrupted our journeys by the consistent way in which we wear the idea of who we are instead of striding in our own style in the flow of the grief and the happiness that epic tales and dreams are truly made of.
Have the best day POSSIBLE for you. Love Always, Heavell
Proof of our existence is rooted in all of the moments of our lives but when we overlook parts of our stories to focus on the ideas that our burdens provide, learning to restructure that information can feel more threatening than what we are already carrying.
It has, in a way, been comforting to keep reapplying those deeply held convictions in order to find some sort of predictableness on journeys where we are expected to lean into what we can’t see but unfortunately holding hands with that safety is the painful thought that if we were capable, we would have done it differently.
The theory is that we are supposed to be able to know how to navigate our trails before we get there and to also be able to grapple with the aftermath of any debris that seeps into our hearts and minds from those travels even though existing has never been that simple.
When things happen, the messages that we often incorporate into ourselves are the ones that tether us to the belief that there is something wrong with us however our heartbreaks are the results of behaviors that we can self-correct once we are ready to stop listening to the black and white language of shame.
How we have filled in the spaces of the words that we say is what makes us feel incomplete and yet our terms are meant to be expanded, minimized or let go of in life’s flow because not every one is the right lighting in the shadows of our grief or resourceful when the sun is shining.
We can say no to the actions that are not working for us while still saying yes to the feelings that have been created, by understanding that needing to adjust our steps does not resonate with our being flawed nor is trusting our abilities impossible just because we have been stuck in previous movements.
Today is a good day to pick one dragon whose instructions we have been complying with and reorient its opinion with the knowledge that it is our sorrow and fear that increases our definitions of understanding and compassion and that it takes time for us to discover what that means.
Despite not knowing what is around the bend, carry on, because good weather will periodically show up, laughter with tears opens the door for our feels to breathe and the absence of light has no meaning until we ourselves define it, so make it a necessary component on the pages of the epic lives that we as sometime warriors can only be found in.
Have the best day POSSIBLE for you. Love Always, Heavell
There’s always going to be another moment, one more unwanted feeling and the kind of storms that pull us back around to the spots where our words express the familiar fear that we are unsuitable for the journeys that require us to believe in our possibilities while the marks of the yesterdays still have a voice within us.
The implications of that nostalgia is that our movements have been out of place, and yet we can’t help but turn to those prior embodied experiences as a default for navigating what is unforeseeable in the tomorrows.
We are aware that things need to shift and we want them to however our relationship with the looping negativity in our stories has gotten us this far and envisioning letting go of the bond that we have with those emotions is as distressing as our knowing that those feels hurt and keep us stuck.
We are use to the idea that the achievement of certain things is where happiness can be found but its actually the accumulation of every one of our moves in discovering what helps and what doesn’t that gives us something to write about, not the items that will eventually fade anyways.
If our weather makes it seem as if light and warmth are not possible on some or even a lot of our days, then it is our locked in one-sided summary that needs to be redefined rather than feeling bad about or burying or letting go of the emotions that give life to who we are.
By allowing the changing of our colors and definitions to collaborate with the ups and downs of our flow, we show up for the fluctuations instead of being held captive by its energy but it takes practice as our need to find what we imagine restricts our ability to notice the different kinds of possibilities that surround us.
Hidden in plain sight in each of us is the ability to change our choices as many times as we would like as we embrace the weather that we are always suitable for even when we don’t trust that we are.
So if today isn’t your day, know that every moment can be a different hue and words can be expanded as we loop around or experience something new in our epic tales that are infinitely defined by spots of love, grief, fear and happiness.
Have the best day POSSIBLE for you. Love Always, Heavell
Although we all have goals, none us know what the journeys to get to our desired locations will hold.
There is no way for us to measure the amount of steps that it will take to get there or how many marks will be revisited in our stories from those movements.
We can’t imagine when or if we will get stuck or what it will take for us to liberate ourselves from those weeds in order to begin again.
We can’t be sure that our own dragons won’t cast shadows in the sunny parts to remind us of the comfortableness of the yesterdays and the fear of the unknown living in the tomorrows.
Our views don’t allow us to observe the storms and the blind-spots that will appear along the way in order to dissuade us nor how much time that it will take for us to quiet the energy of the doubt that always accompanies those kinds of challenges.
Our trying won’t promise that we will grow because unlike pain, development expects us to carry on with our struggling as it unconditionally takes every little bit of our efforts to adjust us, without ever making a sound until it is ready to be noticed.
We can’t even say that if we actually knew what it would take to get somewhere different, that our intention would be to still go or that if we did decide to tread, that our steps wouldn’t be slowed by the nagging thoughts of what is waiting for us around the bend.
And yet without any sort of guarantee or clear vision of those uncharted trails, we take hold of hope and aim for the objectives that we believe hold the possibility of our locating the happiness that is capable of helping us to think more of ourselves.
Everything on our journeys, even the missteps, allows us to learn to let our grief live in a manner unlike how it has been defining us and to transform what we say in our stories by recognizing that we don’t always have a problem that needs to be fixed but rather that our view of it needs to be moved.
What we will resemble in our dreamed of destinations isn’t something that shows up when we arrive there because without all of the challenges that we encounter, our location would change but we would appear and feel as we already do in this moment.
It has never been just about the flowers because some days will be hard, others will be good and even more will only be all right but slowly a different person is emerging who has the colors to paint the beauty on the blooms and the weeds that reside side by side as the proof of what we have been and what we are in the process of discovering.
Have the best day POSSIBLE for you. Love Always, Heavell
When things aren’t what we want them to be, we tend to think that there is something wrong with us and that we need to change in order for us to be able to celebrate ourselves.
When life distracts us from whatever that goal is, we are prone to feeling defeated as we become aware of the distance between our location and the probability of finally being happy.
When we question our struggles, we hold close the impact of disappointments as if they are the only detail that we should remember from our steps.
When we are discouraged, we have the propensity to use our retraceable moments as the justifications as to why we shouldn’t give ourselves another chance.
When we don’t allow ourselves to make mistakes, we doubt our own possibilities and then even hope can’t help us to let go of the flow of emotional energies that limit our view of our capabilities.
If we pause to notice what is right about us as often as we recognize what is wrong, we find the strategies that work for our position when progression is necessary.
If we focus on what our intent is instead of a specific objective, we are able to accommodate the distractions of the bad days that threaten to keep us stuck and to flourish even more in the good ones.
If we notice that the process of our journeys is what makes our destinations valuable, we are able to find joy along the way in the small things as well as hang onto that feel when our plans don’t go as we hope.
If we take actionable steps towards listening to understand, we build a relationship with all of ourselves rather than only with the painful marks that communicate so loudly within us.
If we commit to knowing how words resonate within us, we don’t judge our potential in the tomorrows with who we are today because in the yesterdays, we had know idea of the sometime warriors that would be able to get us to this moment.
In life, there will always be this and that as well as things that show up now and then, but we are the perfectly imperfect people to understand that what we do with the presence of the weeds and the dragons is a part of how our flowers grow and how we still see the light on even the stormiest of days.
Have the best day POSSIBLE for you. Love Always, Heavell
In our vocabularies, there is a single word that can change the direction of every story and while we might believe that kind of value is found within the familiar designation of love, loving others doesn’t always convey that we have a grasp on how the energies of life feel for them.
Each of us desires to be understood but the definition of what that entails is not the same for everyone nor is every person capable of taking action in order to provide it to someone else and that mismatch of vibrations can leave us feeling lonely in an area filled with people who we know care about us as we do for them.
It’s difficult to be connected to others, though, when our attachment to ourselves contains the idea that in order for us to be heard, we need a different person to show up and sympathize with our details so that we may experience relief from our feels even if only for a moment.
How we have been aware of that pain taking up space in our stories has served a purpose but as many times as we have repeated those steps, they have never once contributed to the understanding and the safety that we have been chasing with hope in our hearts.
Changing those familiar movements, then, can make us feel fearful particularly since we don’t believe in what we can’t see, we are uncomfortable with supporting ourselves and we would prefer to skip to the destination where we will finally just be happy.
On our journeys, though, every moment has been an act of our becoming and by permitting space between our now and the place that we have yet to get to, we determine the shape that we will take along the way instead of the grief continuing to decide for us.
As we move into the new year, let us let go of the kind of communication that the yesterdays outlined for us and substitute it with listening to understand, particularly when the stuff that dragons have to say is only powerful if we don’t.
May 2024 be the year that we grasp that the vibe of love is an illuminating light in our stories but the energy of understanding is the lighthouse that’s needed for the stuff that limits our view of that endearment.
Have the best day POSSIBLE for you. Love Always, Heavell
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