I breathe into the uncomfortableness, until I reach a certain softness.
It’s connections with others is that I long for. I find it, in deep conversations with strangers and smiles exchanged with people walking by. Love is everywhere, and I feel it everywhere, even in moments of despair. Because even inside the storm, their is wonder and hope.
The storm can take us to the other side. We need its power, its strength to wake us up. Don’t forget what you already know inside. Their is a thread that binds us to everything. It sways in the wind, and dances with you.
Embrace the uncertainty, the mystery and the silent music (that plays in the background).
There are moments that arise that I feel afraid, separated. I want to feel part of it all. I look around for comfort, and I see still moments, held by life and the last sun. Everything becomes hazy, like star dust.
I open my heart to all of it. The confusion, unknowingness and beauty. Life is never constant, forever changing. But love always stays the same. It’s always there, in the stars, the evening sky, in people that I don’t know walking by.
All of it, can be openings and doorways to amazing possibilities. Even the parts that hold us back, are lessons that will eventually set us free.
I continue to find parts of myself, in simple moments, in my dreams.
Life keeps on unleashing its truths, turned into storms. I take time, to find my feet. And no love is lost. Even in the shadows, I always find the light. It reaches me, underneath the pain.
In life you need to process the moments. And yes even those moments that take you to places you don’t want to go.
Their’s no use fighting it, life will find you. Inside your joy, your light, your pain. You must let go.
Life has got you…
I think life asks a lot from us. More from some than others. I think we’re strong enough, brave enough, even if we don’t know it yet.
I think that when we become used to letting go, all that remains will just flow. But their will all always be hardship, and that’s ok. It’s the obstacles, the uneasiness, the pain that will make us grow.
We don’t need a way out, but a space within. To plant our feet, to place our wings. To hold on, but just lightly. To know that we’re being held, even without arms around us.
Stars shaped like diamonds. Scents of yesterday, lingering. I hold the magic close to me.
I used to feel afraid. Life was passing me by, and still I held on. Afraid that if I gave away all of me, their would be nothing left. That I would be too much, or not enough.
Then I remembered who I was, who I really was. And not just the me I could actually see, but the unseen part of me. My essence, my life force.
The calling came before I was born. The real part of me has always been here. Parts of me inside the ocean and inside every sky.
Life held on, and I never let go.
I’m standing on this bridge, in between two worlds. The same magic that is there in every moment, seen and unseen. I remind myself that what I’m feeling in that very moment, is not a reflection on what really is. I create dramas and worries that are only real because I make them so. That life paints a different picture. Life is always dancing and nothing can change that, even silence.
Every time I lay down my head, something pulls me further away. Like a magnet, charged by the shadows that are left behind. I cling on to them, ignoring the light that exists. And I become lost and disillusioned, by the tragedies from my past. But I know that I’m getting there, to the place that I have not known in a long time. In my heart I’m already there.
In this place, the stars shall be enough…