To Be Found ||

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This was originally posted to There's Beauty in Recovery... jump through to the site at the end of the excerpt to read more...

When I wrote of disappearing, I meant what I said. But as I read that quote, I discovered I did/do truly want to be found. I want someone to acknowledge and be impacted by my light. I want someone to profess their love and daringly sit beside me through the unknown – whether it is a moment, a day, a year, or even an eternity, I want to feel that burst of exuberant joy in my chest. I want that for myself, to feel like my actions do not go unnoticed. I’ve spoken a lot about love through my posts – the love I have for myself, the food on my plate, the animals all around me. I’ve spoken of love never found, love lost, and hopeful love. I’m not afraid to want love. I’m not afraid of being found. I’m afraid of disappearing without being found, without being loved. Yes, there are seconds, moments and days even, where I disappear. But those seconds and moments will not be an eternity. One day, I will be found... [keep reading]

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A Second of Disappearing ||

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This was originally posted to There's Beauty in Recovery... jump through to the site at the end of the excerpt to read more...

I wasn’t expecting to just disappear. I really wasn’t. I was thinking about the magnificence of falling back asleep, the delicious feeling of being lazy and hazy with no obligations or requirements — watching the day drift from morning light to afternoon shimmers to nighttime glow. It’s as if this stress that has been coursing through my veins hypercharged and accelerated my heart, my mind, and my soul until only an empty shadow remained, wondering the how, the why, and the what’s of it all. My ideas, so clear-cut a month ago, are foggy and undisciplined. ... [keep reading]

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Harmony through the Holidays & a Little Meditation || 12.03.14

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This was originally posted to There's Beauty in Recovery last week... jump through to the site at the end of the excerpt to read more...

... The truth is, we never see the moments that we are beautiful. We will never see the twinkle in our eyes when we lock glances with the cute boy or girl or the way our cheeks blush in the cool wind. We never get to see our pure smiles, so filled with light that it touches the irises of our eyes as we laugh or share a precious moment. We never get to see the passion that flows beneath our skin while telling a story or recalling a memory. We never get to see the very instances that make us most vibrant. But each and every one of us, you beautiful lights out there and little ol’ me, we all contain that beauty. We all light up at something in our lives but are so lost in our pain that we dull ourselves to shine a little less, to disappear, to hide. What a travesty. Life is meant for living and loving and breathing great gulps of this beautiful, divine Earth.

So here’s a little holiday mediation for when the blues of our mind outweigh the glorious possibility of this season... [keep reading]

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How will you find the beauty in both yourself and the world this holiday season?

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