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Dear September…

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… and my heart melted. ”While some people like to dance underneath the stars in June, others like to play with the red leaves of September, And I’m blissfully, wholeheartedly stuck in the middle.” … And like the wisest of them all, you’re letting go of what no longer serves you. Your brisk wind makes everything rejuvenating. The days; alluring and brightful, the nights; dark and calm. I see a star waiting to be born, intentions waiting to be established, a nature waiting to be cherished, and a life waiting to be lived.  September is for watching red leaves falling. Creating space. Caring for oneself, and others. Just like nature, we transform. Becoming whole, empowered and complete. Putting positive intentions into everything we do. Silently witness the beauty of nature – notice how seductively and effortlessly she’s unfolding her treasures. Fearless. September is for enjoying the darkness, as well as the bright light within. It’s for grasping opportunities. Looking within for happiness, success and courage. Sometimes the things we want the most are closer than we think. …

What is love?

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”Love is what love does.” Let’s begin with what love is not. Love is not ownership. Love is not the need to control. Love is not jealousy. Fear of loss. Fear of life. Love is not ”you’re mine”. ”Take my hand, inhale my breath, we wont die, as long as we don’t fall in love.” – l.m.v Love is courage. Love is acceptance. Love is patience. Love is work. Give and receive. Freedom. Non-judgment. Love is. Comfort. to sit in silence,with you,means more thana thousand of wordswith someone else. At the moment I’m reading the book ”The Road Less Traveled – A New Psychology of Love, Traditional Values and Spiritual Growth” written by M. Scott Peck. I believe it came out in the 70’s, however, with its timeless message about the very nature of loving relationships it helps the reader how to distinguish dependency from love, how to become a more sensitive parent; and ultimately how to become one’s own true self. I highly recommend the book, if you haven’t already read it. love me …

Art for sale

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”Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.” – Pablo Picasso I would not call myself an artist. I would say that I’m more of a self-taught intuitive painter. What is a self-taught intuitive painter you might ask? I do not have an art degree; as a matter of fact I was not even good at arts while in school (according to my teacher). This being said, I do love colors – I appreciate messing around with paint, releasing emotions and feelings while being caught up in the process of creating. For me art is a form of self-expression. I believe that within each and every one of us lies an artist of some sort, waiting to be released. Humans were born to create, and the beauty within that is that there are limitless possibilities for us to embrace our craft. We just need to be still, and open to receiving guidance from the universe. Sometimes that guidance comes in the form of a quiet voice, whispering; ”You …

Meditate

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”We can never run out of love,it’s in the air we’re breathing.” Awaken your creativity, dear human. Awaken your soul. Find the bright light within. Know that life is amazing, exactly as it is. You’re amazing. Every breath a sign that you are. We are. Cherish every heartbeat, every sunrise. Every tear drop. It all happens right before your very eyes; hearts illuming, red roses blooming. Breathtakingly beautiful this precious moment alive. … and then fear asked courage teach me please teach me it’s about a lifethat’s flourishingand excitingbeautifuland unexpectedit’s about life i see oceanin your eyesi smell the flowersof your heartevery flawinsecuritycracked openbleedingsoft raindropsresting on your cheeksa reflection of mehealing Don’t let yourselfBe fooledMy soulNot defined byIts shell speakwith no wordsundress mewith your eyeswhatever you domy feelingsplayingbutterflies it was the wayin which she worethe color purplein every wordsmile and toucheven every breatha hint of magic

Dear June…

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… … it’s been a year since we last met. I can’t believe you’re almost here. My soul talks about nothing but you. ”I speak so much better when I’m silent. 4 AM sunrise. The world is quiet. My mind intense.” June dear, nature must be head over heels for you, the way she blossoms when you arrive. I look at you, and wonder, out of all the months in the world, I’m happy to have found one that is so perfect for me.  June is for hot, loving summer nights. Magical, never-ending evenings. The sun wide awake, but please, don’t go back to sleep, you’re one to keep. June is for finding the happy within. Smelling roses and counting stars. Eating strawberries and breathing in vitamin sea. June is for dancing with the waves, playing with nature, kissing the soft, morning rain. You’re impeccable, just the way you are.  This June is all about not forcing things. What flows, flows. What crashes, crashes. There’s only space for the things that are meant for us. Beautiful words, beautiful beings. Life …

tell secrets to the sunset ♥

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”The moon has secrets for those who listen.”     don’t tell anyone … i kinda like to look at you when you laugh       Found in the details ​The way the ray of sunlight touches your dark brown iris. The way your voice soothes my breath. The way your fingers entwine with mine. The way every time I hear you laugh a blissful shiver down my spine. The way your presence lingers underneath my skin, long after you are gone. The way your lips heal my scars. The way my touch opens your heart.     To your fingertips ​There’s a universe inside A few. I bet you Never knew, As I were Undressing you, Opportunities Pouring out too.     Embrace life ​Whatever the day brings, kiss the Sun. Whatever the night whispers, kiss the Moon. Whatever I say, do, kiss Me. ​ And if you think his November rain is too heavy, you don’t deserve his blossoming trees early April. He’s a once in a lifetime season, paving the way …