Struggling or Failing?

Life is a struggle from the very beginning. We fight for our first breath upon leaving the womb and cry when we succeed. We exert significant effort learning to walk and many times encounter pain before we triumph over balance. The struggles we face build our strength to overcome the next challenge. Struggling is not failing because it allows us to make our way through life.

2019

Yes!

Longing for the Embrace of Peace

Peace is justified, and the desperate longing for its gentle embrace illuminates the path through the dense forest of fear.  Life continues full of painfully slow and exhausting recovery, yet peace still evades.  Toxic entities are increasingly transparent as they swarm in the light of hope emanating from our open wounds.  With one violent revolution of the earth, one precarious step on the path, sometimes just one excruciating breath at a time, we chase the peace we so valiantly deserve.

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Reduction

Control is an illusion, and the fight against reduction is perpetual.

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Even Better…

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The Map

I remember planning my future, where I’d go to college, what I’d study, and how my future career would allow for some flexibility for the unexpected.  It was a logical, researched and well-thought-out plan.

I’ve come to realize much of the anxiety, distress, and ultimately dis-ease in my life originated from my stubbornness to follow this plan at all costs.  The amount of energy expended trying to control my life depleted my ability to respond to the inevitable “shit show.”

It takes great restraint to focus my efforts on what is happening right now rather than attempting a stranglehold on the cornucopia of “what ifs.”  Now, my plan is like following a map to a destination unbeknownst to me.  The map helps guide me, but I must find my own way.

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Yoga for the Holiday

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To Be Here

Under a tree, it's leaves rusting in the midnight breeze.
On a swing, dangling above the ground with the child in me.
Near the ocean, hypnotized by the waves casting salt in the air.
Counting the stars, infinity playing out before my eyes.
Loved by the moon, lighting my world in the darkest of times.
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Music Therapy

Today, music is what I need.

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