Was reminded of this while watching God paint the sky earlier this morning 🙌
You’ve wasted moments being unsure of yourself. You’ve wasted moments worrying about the things you have no control over. You’ve lost sleep over and have second guessed the choices you have made. You’ve worried about what this person or that person may think…..Well the time has come to realize doing all of these things is a waste of the precious moments you’ve been Blessed with……….Tell yourself your going to do more than just exist and open your eyes and your heart to the fact that living a complacent life isn’t really living ………
Soooooooooooo……….As I slowly sipped my coffee with pumpkin creamer 😊🎃 I once again made a pact with myself (one of the wonderful things about a new day is the gift of starting over)…….Today I’m going to Embrace and Thank God that I Am Alive and start living it! 🙌🙌🙌
To those who ride the waves on their own seas and lose sight of the shore. Who discard the rules, the labels and the chains that once bound them, in search of the truth of their heart. To the ones who are fueled by the authentic and the uncensored, no matter how gritty the taste at times.
Here’s to the mismatched puzzle pieces that don’t get invited to join in all the reindeer games; that get left behind in the dust to learn their own way to fly. Who in their sacred solitude grace the skies with wings of freedom and a destiny born of soul fire.
To the rare, unearthly beings who walk the road less traveled, taking the adventure that rises on this path with purpose and passion. Who are brought alive by the fire in their blood and the longing threaded through their being.
Here’s to the rebels, the heartsick originals, and the bittersweet loneliness that fuels their spirit. To the ones who won’t conform, back down or step aside. To the ones who were not born to fit in but to gloriously stand out. To those who are here to be midwives of the genuine.
To the tribe of troublemakers that think so far outside the box, they dream on the edges of the infinite. To those who dance even though they have no idea how; who stumble and make it part of the steps, sing completely off-key and totally out of tune.
To the ones who raise their voices to the heavens even though they don’t always know the words.
Here’s to the awakened ones whose purpose is to feed their soul and not starve it. Whose mantra is the drumbeat of their own heart and the brilliant possibility that looms on the horizon. To the ones who dare to be open, to feel, to love and to live.
Here’s the magical, the mystical and the misunderstood. To the wise ones who move between the shadows and the light. To those who howl at the Full Moon and run naked in the flowing streams. To those who read the compass written on the walls of their hearts and follow the North Star etched upon their spirit.
Here’s to the fallen, the broken and the shattered. To the warriors who know that to be cracked is to let the light in deeper. Who know that the best fruit is on the very tip of the branch and the brightest jewels are hidden within the roughest of surfaces.
To the ones intoxicated by the burning of the winds of change in their lungs and who live in the lands that others fear to tread.
Here’s to the brightly colored patchwork of divine visionaries that won’t stand down, play small or sit out. To the stargazers, the storm-chasers and the Old Souls that walk this Earth.
Here’s to the wild ones. Here’s to you.
~C. Ara Campbell~
Thank you C. Ara for your words that found their way to me…….
Psalm 19:1 – “The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims His handiwork.”
God paints the sky different for us every single day. And at dawn and dusk He bombards us with beautiful expressions of pinks, oranges, yellows and reds that are absolutely stunning! Take time to be enchanted in the sky. God takes the time to paint it for us because He loves us! ~Derek Hill~
“There comes a time when you have to stand up and shout: This Is Me! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me… or leave me. Accept me – or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like less of a person, just because I don’t fit your idea of who I should be and don’t try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone will make that decision. When you are strong enough to love yourself 100%, good and bad – you will be amazed at the opportunities that life presents you.” ~Stacey Charter~