
Sometime you have to leap from the edge of the familiar to allow your true self to shine.

Sometime you have to leap from the edge of the familiar to allow your true self to shine.

One world, countless interpretations…pick the perspective that feeds your soul.

As the sun rises, it is not our task to seek what is missing but to marvel in all that is there.

Can I open my mind without thoughts rushing in? Can I clear the path and feel expansive and light when all my thoughts and feelings seem so dense and heavy? I focus on my breath — its softness, its calm and gentle assertiveness as it moves through my body — and I begin to notice the light, to feel the freedom, to be the quiet…to know the peace of just being. On my breath, the fog lifts and I expand beyond.

Lonely or peaceful…longing or inviting…isolated or surrounded…empty or full?
It’s all in the lens you select.

The embers of the fire need tending to keep them bright and strong, to share their light, to give off their warmth. They are not intended to be smothered, but to be gently stoked and shared, to be given a safe space to fully express themselves. Nurture those burning embers and know the power and joy of that light within.

Practice peace, love, and joy…not just in the ability to restrain exterior actions, but in every word, every thought, non-harming. Love, truly love, within and let the peace begin.
With each exhale, I let go with full gratitude. I empty spaces, create hollows and clear out the residue of all that has created and sustained me.
Then, with effortless ease, the inhale comes swirling in, creating the next new vibrant moment, filling the gaps and hollows, adding onto the full, rich, and vital being that is me.
And so it is that I welcome every exhale with delight, knowing that I am creating the very pathway for my next new beginning and welcome every new beginning as it rides in upon my next breath…again and again and again.
Every breath a new beginning.

We say we want our children to be more mindful, but aren’t they already in their minds enough? Why don’t we encourage them instead to be more wisdomful?
Peace Flower by Ella Kaszubski