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Archive for November, 2012

There is nothing else like it

Take a moment, and be amazed by something.

Stop, be present, and realize where you are right now.

Pause, and reflect upon how fascinating it is that millions upon millions of instances led up to who you are at. this. moment.

Ponder about how each and every day, the people you pass by, the people you make eye contact with, the people you speak to, you laugh with, you cry with, you negotiate with, you get angry with, you make love with, you grow old with… those people, ALL those people have a story, have an immense history, have a childhood, have a past. And their stories are etched within the wrinkles on their faces, imbedded in their voices, stitched in their clothing… it’s who they are. Their stories make them who they are.

Breathe, breathe in this life, the wonder that surrounds you, breathe in the fact that you get to see the sun rise, that you get to fall in love, that you get to climb mountains, that you get to witness life as it comes into this world, that you get to feel pure happiness.

Please, I beg of you, please take notice, please be present, please realize that you, all the complexity that you are, all that you get to be, do, achieve, in this life… well it is absolutely magnificent. There is nothing else like it.

Jack London’s Wolf House

never forget the miracle of what you are

Be forgiving to yourself. Be forgiving, be non-judgmental, be kind.

Look at you, you miraculous being, alive, breathing, full of life, full of inspiration and creativity. Look at who you are, look at what you have, look at what you have accomplished.

Never, and I mean never, forget the miracle of what you are, of what we are as a human race, of what life is, of what being alive is. You are here, right now, in this moment- relish that and act upon it. Move, travel, explore, grow, do everything, exhaust yourself, suppress feelings of failure and REACH! Leap, take the risk…. go on, be great. There’s a whole world, and a whole mind to explore, there’s only everything to gain.

beautiful day in the bay

beautiful day in the bay

Life moves with the waves

The sea is wondrous. Teeming with life, constantly and forever moving. Life moves with the waves, with the surges, with the crashes. The ocean, with such vastness, stretches around this earth, with its deep blues, teal greens, and foamy whites, with its mystery in inky black crevasses, with such power as it surges to touch the sky. As the moon tugs upon its waters, the creatures swim with such radiance and artistry, simply looking for survival. And the whales! Oh how I love the whales, such grandiose and majestic creatures, singing deep songs that echo for miles and miles. Yes, the ocean is wonderful and powerful, deep and wise, living, breathing, and forever moving.

Nature

Nature

Golden

Sunshine poured down from above, golden honey, glorious luminance, bathing stretches of vibrant green, alive with life. Dense and robust, the fields greedily soaked in the light, stretching upwards and upwards, reaching for the sky.

Steel Arch

Steel Arch

Delicate Arch

Delicate Arch

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What is it?

What makes you? Is it simply your biology, eons of evolution and adaptation? Or is it more? Is it your beliefs, is it your home, is it your family, is it your town, is it your culture, is it your experiences, is it your music, is it your art, is it your voice, is it your thoughts, is it your dreams, is it your love, is it your passion, is it your drive, is it your curiosity, is it your sadness, is it your speed, is it your convictions, is it your pride, is it your hope, is it your ignorance, is it your past, is it your future, is it your present? What is it?

Amazing Quotes

The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place and I don’t care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t about how hard ya hit. It’s about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That’s how winning is done! Now if you know what you’re worth then go out and get what you’re worth. But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain’t where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody! Cowards do that and that ain’t you! You’re better than that!- Rocky Balboa

“I firmly believe that any man’s finest hour, the greatest fulfillment of all that he holds dear, is the moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of battle- victorious”- Vince Lombardi

All I want

That’s all I want, it’s all I will ever want- to breathe in the beauty of this world and to find peace within myself

Moments

I think life is full of defining moments. And it’s up to you to take those moments, grasp them in your hands. But. I wonder. Sometimes, I wonder, what if we don’t take those moments? What if we let them pass by? What if those moments get whisked away, and you’ve lost it. Do those lost moments, majorly affect your life? The life you could have been? Should we consider every lost opportunity a devastation, a great loss that could have been great?

Or. Perhaps, those moments that come and go, those opportunities, perhaps you were supposed to let them go, perhaps you were supposed to pass them by. I’m not sure if there’s anything in this world we are “supposed” to do, but maybe there are moments that you do have and moments that you will never have, and that’s just the way it is. Maybe those moments were never going to be part of your life, because if they were, then it wouldn’t be your life.

All they could see was everything

The night was black, a deep, soul-wrenching black, with dark blue streaks and dazzling stars, like diamonds carelessly scattered across the horizon. A moon peered down below. And down below, a swirling ball, bright with life. As the moon peered below, she could see the earth teeming with life, culture, and hope. Throughout her time, nestled far above, the moon would come to know this place well, this place teeming with life, culture and hope. The moon learned the nature of war, the growth of a nation, the beast of oppression, and the power of freedom. The moon observed, through its ancient eyes, what beauty, and love, and fear truly meant. The moon came to know its people, over centuries, as they adapted to the restless beat of time.

 

The people grew weary and somber, holding the history of their forefathers and carrying evolution in their bones. As they gathered upon this silent night, with young children in their arms and awe in their eyes, they peered far far above. Past the soaring winds that shaped their land, past the long, white stretches of shapeless clouds. And up above, all they could see was everything. Infinite vastness of space, filled with mystery. And while the terrifying enormity of the unknown was felt, the beauty of its mystery escaped no one. With heads tilted back, the people gazed at the amorphous beauties of unparalleled power and reveled in the blazing glory of such heavenly objects. But, most of all, they peered at their all-knowing moon, an ageless guardian that held the weight of the world.