Days awaken with beginnings and conclude with endings all the while being filled with our moments and as each new period emerges, what has been on the previous pages is not what we should believe about ourselves as they exist just as pieces of the tales that need to be told.
Locations can become comfortable places for us to remain in even when we are distressed in those positions because fear makes it seem far safer to stay within what’s familiar than it is to venture into the unknown in the sunlight around the bend.
Hope is the nourishment that our seeds of possibilities need because without it, we would fall back from our “f” moments and never imagine or try stepping forward again.
Flowers are the colorful visuals of the things that we want just as dragons represent the things that we don’t desire but together those two very descriptive words share the similarity of materializing in a variety of forms that we are often unable to easily recognize simply because we think they should look like what’s found in the stories of others.
Storms dilute our feelings of love and happiness restricting our ability to show up for ourselves but when we practice the act of living them, they slowly change from periodic emotional encounters into the beams that light our way whether the sun is concealed from our view or not.
Smiles can be used to hide what appears to be our imperfections but when we embrace the marks found within us, we grow the grins that depict the stages of our works of art in progress.
People, places and things will disrupt our movements and muddy our palettes but by expressing our own true colors, we paint the beauty of the rainbows that come from the joining of our particular sun and rain.
And journeys are not just about getting to a destination because once we arrive at that wished for point, its value, like the excitement for it, will eventually fade but what we learn about ourselves as we navigate through the prickles will always be the best blooms that take with us.
So don’t worry about the weather because in a life that is so very heavell, the most perfect days can hold weeds of unhappiness that stick with us and the scary dark ones can contain lights that we can trust to lead the way.
Have the best day POSSIBLE for you. Love Always, Heavell
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