The Ties that Bind {u & me}

The Ties that Bind {u & me}

Mirror Wedge {by Moonbabyyy on Etsy}
Mirror Wedge {by Moonbabyyy on Etsy}

This is not a one-pair-of-shoes-fits-all type of world we are living in.

Nor is there one singular path we all must travel in order to reach Nirvana or liberation or heaven or whatever your idea of true freedom is. But I DO believe there is one unifying force amongst us all; teeny, tiny strands of energy uniting, criss-crossing, intertwining and intersecting and finally, connecting us all. Yes, ALL OF US. How we choose to relate to those varied and splendored connections to others, however, is an entirely different story.

It's like the age-old super hero stories: whether we choose to use our power for good or evil is up to us.

But what of those people who APPEAR to use their connection-making powers to heal but, in actuality, do harm?  How do we know — like, truly, deeply, know — how to trust the connections we form with others?

The answer is so simple, it's quite often, hard to believe.

We listen. 

We listen to that whisper of a voice that tip-toes ever so softly through our minds, to the subtle sensation that moves through our core and could easily (and is often) brushed off as a physiological process rather than what it really is: THE TRUTH MOVING THROUGH US, alerting us to what we already know but are afraid to act upon.

Of course, we don't always listen because we simply have yet to evolve to the point where we emphatically trust our own intuition. And THAT IS OKAY. It is ALL okay. Because, guess what? (Here's the good news…): Even those connections that seem to have the power to DESTROY us possess within them a microscopic kernel of goodness and that itty bitty seed will fight for it's life to let  goodness prevail and, if you allow it… just breathe, and allow it… the darkness will turn to light, and what once was a painful place will transform into a platform for peace, what was lost will again be found, opportunities will be born, and all falsehoods shattered.

There is an inertia to ugliness and a levity to love… and if you get out of it's way, if you look up and roll back the moon roof of your clenching, clawing fears, the TRUTH will float effortlessly up and out into the world and love — your love, your offerings, your gifts — will blossom into the glorious, inimitable expression that is entirely...

YOU and only you.

{Not yet convinced?… Stay tuned}

Oh Lord, Please Save my Sartorial Soul

Oh Lord, Please Save my Sartorial Soul

Broken-In Sole(s)

Broken-In Sole(s)