I believe that life is beautiful amidst all the ugly we encounter. I believe you don’t always know your true strength, courage and character until you are tested and that we are not given more than we can take on. I believe we tend to bury our heads in the sand because it feels safer and more secure to live without being exposed. We are taught to numb the pain when in essence true healing begins in both feeling and honoring the emotion itself. Feel and ride the emotion, then let go and let flow.
I believe we cannot love one another enough. And while the whole of life’s problems cannot be solved with a simple hug, it’s a great place to start. Compassion is underrated and could be used more effectively at the beginning of a story, not just the end. I believe that each of us have been scared by some kind of ghost, goblin or monster but know ALL of us are warriors who can overcome them.
Most of all I believe we can be far greater than our circumstance if we choose to be. If you are not giving your best to someone, start. If you feel unloved or uncared for, give some love and care to yourself. If you are uncertain of which path to choose, at least make a choice instead of standing in the intersection, watching the seasons go by. Life is happening and it’s happening now.
If you are really living, it will be messy. There will be failure, loss and grief. And that’s ok. It’s a beautiful mess to truly live. That kind of life takes on shapes, colors and new form. Like a painting. It’s all about how we choose to look at it.
*I wrote most of this back in December of 2011, at a time when life truly tested every belief I had in humanity.