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Day 3 – Fingerprints

heartprintsToday I am thankful for all of those who have graced my life. All those who have been a part of my life and are no longer. Whether they were a difficult lesson, a romantic encounter, a learning curve, or the ultimate blessing. It doesn’t matter why they are gone. Maybe they left, maybe I pushed them away, maybe we slowly drifted in different directions, or maybe they were taken before I was ready to say good-bye. Like I said it doesn’t matter. What does matter is they were here for a reason and they’ve left fingerprints upon my soul. Their purpose in my life is permanent even if there presence was not; and for that I am grateful.



i knew you

friend of mine


YOLO, Life, Death, and ‘that’ one thing…

We only die once, but we endure life everyday. So why not live it & love it!

My cousin posted something very similar to the above statement on FB the other day. It got me thinking. I am not a huge fan of YOLO (you only live once) thinking. Even though I believe it’s true; we only live once (I am not inviting a philosophical debate on reincarnation here OK) that is not a reason to be ridiculously stupid with your life. The YOLO philosophy isn’t necessarily a bad thing. But I think in many cases it leads to living selfishly rather than selflessly. It seems to promote stupidity and a lack of common sense as a means to living a ‘satisfying’ life. Life is not a race to find the biggest most amazing adrenaline rush available. It is not about doing all the things we think will satisfy our many lusts; taking extreme risks, doing drugs, partying, sexing it up. Those things in the beginning may be self gratifying and exciting, but ask anyone who has lived there for any length of time, in the long run living like that will suck your life from you and own you.

I am not suggesting we hide in our homes wrapped in bubble wrap afraid to do anything. What I am suggesting is that life is a precious gift. That it is a gift that needs to be appreciated and used to it’s fullest capacity. That life is truly about love; about learning to love and learning to accept love.

1 Corinthians 13: 4-8

1 Corinthians 13: 4-8

The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return. ~ Moulin Rouge

Taking care of others, being kind, talking to that person you have been admiring from afar (whether a romantic interest or professional or friendship it doesn’t matter) these can be huge for both your own growth and happiness as well for others around you.

Throwing caution to the wind and doing that one thing you always wanted to do, that one thing that keeps you awake at night, brings a smile to your face, occupies your thoughts and dreams, that is living life.

Curly: Do you know what the secret of life is? [holds up one finger] This.
Mitch: Your finger?
Curly: One thing. Just one thing. You stick to that and the rest don’t mean shit.
Mitch: But, what is the “one thing?”
Curly: That’s what you have to find out.      ~ City Slickers

It doesn’t matter what that one thing is – it’s different for each person, it could be raising a family, traveling, quitting your job and doing something you love, or always wanted to try, whether it’s being an artist, a poet, a singer, going back to school to get your doctorate, or maybe even just to graduate, missionary work (at home or abroad), anything, it can be anything at all really. It isn’t about what that one thing is, it’s about loving your life and who you are, really feeling it and letting yourself succeed. It’s about not hindering yourself but rather giving up on your doubts and fears.

Follow your heart...

Follow your heart…

“I have broken up with my doubts, and now I’m marrying my dreams” ~unknown

Why do so many of us choose to just endure life? Why trudge through when you can embrace what you have and love it? We are not promised tomorrow. Death is our only guarantee so make the most of what you have today, learn to live in the now and not in the some day and if you are lucky enough to wake up tomorrow say ‘thank-you’, breath in the sweetness of life and make the most of that day. Always seek the silver lining even when the skies are grey and things seem shitty. Take that shit and turn it into fertilizer. Use it on the soil of your life, it will make the flowers grow.



This fragile life…

It’s funny, but we seem to take our lives for granted.We forget how fleeting it can be. We forget that we are never promised a tomorrow. That every day is a blessing. We forget that life can be broken in a moment. That it is fragile.

My eldest daughter’s friend has been battling cancer. Lastnite she succumbed and departed this earth. I am amazed at how much this has hurt my heart. Shocked at the imprint I feel on my soul. She was a beautiful woman who even in the midst of her pain and struggle always seemed to have a smile on her face. I did not know her well. I believe I chose it that way. The hurt of losing people is hard and becoming friends with some-one you are destined to lose is terrifying. This has been my loss, for I know she was a wonderful woman and I have missed out on being touched by her brilliance.

I think the part that truly knocks the wind out of me is the fact that she has left behind 2 beautiful, young children. I know they will live lives full of love and the best of care. They have a wonderful dad, and lots of family. Family that actually acts how family should. They have pulled together through the struggles of the last few years, and have created a safe place for these two little ones.

But it all brings me back to the fragility of life. We have so much to be thankful for, every single day. We have so much to offer to ourselves, to others. Yet we forget. We live guided by the routine of life with blinders on, just doing what we must to survive. Filled with fear of change, fear of the unknown. Fear is no way to live. Mundane routine is no way to live.

Then there is the spiritual side of life. I personally believe in God. I am a Christian. And even though there is a lot bad stuff out there that I cannot understand I know in my heart of hearts what I know. God is real and in the quiet moments of true heartbreak, I can hear Him. Those are the moments He comes and comforts, and shows me where I need to go. Shows me just how precious my life is. Shows me that no matter how insignificant I may feel, He loves me, and I am an important part of the here and now. He put me here, now, for a reason, even if I have no clue what that reason is.

Sometimes I lose my way and I forget where I am going, I get overwhelmed by unimportant things. Sometimes I forget where I have come from. Sometimes I do not act like some-one who believes. Sometimes I forget that life is fragile. Perhaps that is part of being human? But I know that there is a loving creator watching over me, and all the lives that I have touched, am yet to touch, will never touch. I just know.

Generally I try to avoid so called ‘religious’ topics here, but then I suppose to one degree or another I am then hiding a piece of who I am. But I will not apologize for being me, or for believing that there is more to this life than merely existing. There has to be or there is no point at all. We need to love one another, support one another, come along side each other in times of heartache and need, laugh with each other in times of plenty. And to be able to do these things in love without judgement. Where some-one else is, or has been, is not my business. Loving them and helping them to cope, and get through whatever it is they are experiencing, that is my business.

This is for all who know and comprehend the fragility of life… don’t forget, hold on, keep on moving towards love. For those of you who don’t, I hope and pray you discover it.