It may be a new year, but it's just another day. It is not the year that gives you power, but that you're awake for the sunrise, the sunset, the moonrise and set, or any change of light in-between. You choose your hours, but in there somewhere will be a moment. A moment so perfect--to you--that… Continue reading You will realize wonders.
Because anything else results in sleepless nights. Because anything else results in crying on the floor of your car on your lunch break. Because anything else forces your breath to hitch somewhere between heart and throat, suffocating you until throwing a mattress in the back of your truck, cashing out, and heading for the hills is… Continue reading Lessons meant to be learned.
I know I've been absent for a few weeks, and I can't tell you how my heart celebrates being part of a community that welcomes you back, no matter how long (or short) the absence. We are family here, and that welcome goes both ways. This is a space of motivation, whether to build up… Continue reading Your permission.
We are not broken. We are not wrong, and if we are frightened, then perhaps we're at yet another crossroads. The right crossroads. I can't tell you which direction to take--true north is individual. If following your heart is difficult (believe me--I understand), then follow your curiosity. It cannot and will not steer you wrong. It… Continue reading Part of the design.
It's a massive question, isn't it--for whom are we living? I have a feeling most of us either couldn't answer or, if we could, "for ourselves" would not be the first answer. But if *not* for ourselves, then how on earth can we summon the energy again and again, day after day? Because, Petals, living by… Continue reading These hours.
We're trained (led?) to believe that home is a definable place on a map. I know. I've been led on this geographical goose chase all my life, and here I am, spiritually homeless, as it were. But at long last, the journey has taught me that I cannot base myself in place, or not solely… Continue reading Geography-dependent.
Life shapes us--there's no revelation in that. But our default mode is to look critically at that shape, tallying up our mistakes, misdirections, regrets, weaknesses. But can you not see how the passing of time has sculpted us? Can you not see how that sculpting has revealed us to ourselves, and can we not, by… Continue reading As we wear.
Sometimes, when it's all too overwhelming, it's more helpful to think of ourselves as elements of the whole. Each element is exquisite--the way it works with the next, the way this seamless machine keeps going, whether we focus or not, whether we strive or rest. Today, maybe it's the subtle pulse of blood beneath the skin.… Continue reading Radiate grace.
Our expansiveness is endless and eternal. And if we can remember this (if not believe it), then we can shift our perspective. We can shift those burdens, those tasks, those heavy details of daily living into this larger space, easing the risk of becoming overwhelmed. When we learn to expand into our own space, instead of… Continue reading Your own capacity.
Good luck is not exclusively a wish we offer, but a birthright we embrace. Contrary to (your own) popular belief, you are indeed worthy. All it takes is an invitation--an open-minded invitation. You don't have to believe. You don't (really) even need to have unconditional faith. You just need to speak the words--invite it in.… Continue reading Not an exclusive offer.
Amy Holt 