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Words of hope.

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The past few weeks have been tough. The kind of tough we just cannot disclose in this public space. As we try to find our way back to a new normal, these words really give us hope.

Reminder

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A murmuration...

A colony of ants

A herd of antelope

A flutter of butterflies

An intrusion of cockroaches

A consortium of crabs

A murder of crows

An aerie of eagles

A quiver of finches

A cackle of hyenas

A leap of leopards

A parliament of owls

A prickle of porcupines

A shiver of sharks

and

A murmuration of starlings

be prepared to be amazed...I can't stop watching this today.

To live by

Found these wise words over at Melinda Lotz. Image my own. Have a good week everybody.

Truth be told.

A lot of hope and inspiration comes from Danielle Laporte's writing. Her Manifesto of Encouragement had a profound impact in the way I perceive spirituality and life.

Truth be told

Words found here. Image my own.

Truth be told

May I never be complete.
May I never be content.
May I never be perfect.

- Chuck Palahniuk


Found here.

Wednesday wisdom

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There you go

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found words

I cannot remember where I found this, but this seems so appropriate...mid-week, almost spring, almost year-end. Sometimes we just need to take a few breaths and just be.

found words

cherish your solitude. take trains by yourself
to places you have never been. sleep out alone
under the stars. learn how to drive a stick shift.
go so far away that you stop being afraid of not
coming back. say no when you don't want to do
something. say yes if your instincts are strong, even
if everyone around you disagrees. decide whether
you want to be liked or admired. decide if fitting in
is more important than finding out what you're doing here.
believe in kissing.

even ensler


I found these beautiful words here. This has so much meaning for me. Right here, right now.

From within

This is not to make up for three weeks of absence from blogging. I received a message from a friend today and it made a profound impact. I didn't realize that this blog, this escapism, actually inspired someone. And I got to think why I'm really doing this. So, I remembered this  poem by Mary Oliver that was stuck on my wall at the office for years (don't know why I took it off) and it all dawned on me: It's that soft animal from within. And all these things that I write about is feeding it and nurturing it. And if this exercise inspires someone along the way, it just makes it so much more worth it.

Wild Geese 
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves. 
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting--
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

© Mary Oliver