Black and White walking

Black and White walking

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Stillness


We are living; but are we alive only in the physical sense or are we truly living the lives we were intended to?

See in color, dance with music in black and white moments of vintage bliss; live a life changed from within. Inhale and exhale life through love, beauty, imperfection; clarity and confusion, anger, and grace – live within and without.

Feel water and air, solitude and love; let them embrace you and become you, within you; cry freely, laugh wholly, dance from your heart and love from your soul. See the raindrops reflect the sun; feel the water as it drips from your skin and reaches within to refresh the soul.

Be. Be in life. Be full of life. Cry, shout, feel - see the moments dance before you in a kaleidoscope of colors, feel the wind pass over your fingers, hear the sounds of an ocean tide; let the passion of life wash over you, and become part of you. Present and eternal we are; we love, we live, we are here; so be here, be present; get lost in a moment; do not let it elude you; see, see in color, with passion and with grace; love, live, be ever present and existing through beauty and pain, joy and confusion; struggle and fight to break through the shell, say what the hell, spread your wings and face the sun; you can do it. Be imperfect. Be flawed. Be etched glass and raw clay.

Be – you can, you must, you will; you are alive, so live - I will raise my hands to the sky and let my voice catch on a whisper of wind: “I will never give in;” I will stand, I will fall, but I will keep getting up again, with dirt on my face and fire in my eyes; through it all I will live, so you live too. We live on in the same world, in different worlds, but always orbiting the same sun; we are the same; birds to fly, striving because we have seen the sky through the cracked shell and will never settle for the ground; it is what we live for, what we bleed for; hands in the fresh earth finding newness in life, we spur each other on; no wind or fire or pain or struggle can take this light from within me.

Live. Be. Just as you are and for who you will become; let the sun find you; reach out for it and never let it go. We none of us were meant to merely survive, but to be alive within every moment of life that we are given; cry freely, laugh wholly, love with grace, and see that there is so much to live for.




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