There is a lot of discomfort that lives in our darkness and it has a way of turning our experiences that have wrapped up our hearts into the predictableness that our minds continue to seek.
Even the two forces of sunny days and a thing called hope can’t completely silence the art of that pain and grief as it weaves through us and we build our existence around the marks that can only be felt.
The things that we don’t want to talk about continue to be attached to us no matter how much we like to pretend that they are not there and that makes the yesterdays feel like they are leveraged against us as we hold onto the view of them.
We even think that happiness is something out of a dream because our limited definition of it implies the absence of suffering and based on the fact that we do hurt, we then also mistakenly carry the belief that finding our joy will never be while still pursuing it with our hope along for the ride.
The details of our personal stories are what we engage with on the inside even when we are smiling on the outside so attempting to quiet certain parts of ourselves is similar to blocking our own light and then wondering why we are never the ones with the ecosystems that grow the flowers that seem to effortlessly flourish on the trails of others.
The change that we want to happen isn’t propped up with the certainty that we desire nor is it a single event that will erase what has been written in black and white in our hearts but it is the process of learning the different ways that we exist in the rhythms of our energetic emotions that sing the weakest moments of our lives so very loudly.
Sometimes we are the dragons that cause our own suffering as we imply in our hearts and minds that we don’t want any of ourselves in our attempts to turn away from and discard the blah that resides within us.
The full value of being happy comes from showing up in the difficulties as many times as it takes, so if we truly want to let go of what we have been enduring, then we have to repurpose the materials that make us authentically who we are.
This is you and this is me but the aches that are whispered beneath our breaths are what separate us into our unique stories so a simple step forward is to become familiar with your specific color of love and practice using that to encircle all of your experiences with its hug.
The beauty that you have been looking for is waiting to meet you and its not around the bend nor only seen on the days that you are able to laugh because it occupies the established individual garden that exists within you whether the sun is shining or not or you are laying down from the pain of your weeds.
Have the best day POSSIBLE for you. Love Always, Heavell
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