Wearing With Pride

Little things make me so happy…like the victory my school won in getting a sweatshirt with their name on it.  The overarching brand generally doesn’t allow it, but I think we – the students – asked enough collectively that our instructor was finally heard by the powers that be.

We all have a sense of pride surrounding the quality of training, instruction, and of students who attend, so in a way this is like a show of support to sport the hoodie.  For a Martial Arts school, you always hope that’s the case – the friendships forged there are meaningful because you are in the thick of it together.  Even if you don’t hang out with everyone all the time, you know you can count on mutual respect and feedback when in the dojo.  Since it isn’t ALWAYS the case, it’s a special thing to find that kind of environment.  And as a result…wearing our name out an about puts a huge smile on my face. 🙂

BJJ Gracie Hoodie

BJJ Gracie Hoodie

More Martial Arts fun!

Loyalty

I’ve got a few non-negotiables, and loyalty is one of them. 

I’m relatively certain we’ve all be subjected to those who falter (or perhaps do not hold it in as high esteem) – stringent it may sound, though, this rings solidly true in my world. 

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Where there is one question, there are many.

Magic and Miracles

I wrote a post just over one month ago…  One month and five days, to be exact.  

I wrote about HIM...

Last Night, my heart skipped more than a beat…  The very construct of time was arrested, I am certain of it.  I cannot recall those moments…fractions of moments…without an unyielding rush of joy.  

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I feel unable to express my sentiments justly with words – it is not so much an exercise in futility to endeavor to do so, just that no combination of sounds or letters feel adequate enough to enumerate my infinite gratitude.

Perhaps it is enough to say, then, that I not only believe in Magic and Miracles…but that I know them to exist.

I never needed to “see to believe”. . .so imagine how powerful it is when Life unfolds before your very eyes, animating love and breath where it had once extinguished. . .

 

 

 

 

True Friendship

A friend of mine had a rough 2015 and, towards the end of it, the opportunity presented itself for him to adopt a kitten.  He had cats in the past but learned to love his freedom after being single, and pet-free, for a long while.

“I think it’s a sign,” I said.

He was skeptical but engaged me in the conversation.

“Animals have such a power to heal, and to help us evolve spiritually… The always seem to come at the right time, too, as if the Stars conspired to bring us companionship,” I continued.  My gut felt like it was something he needed.  Any Empaths in the group will understand!

He courteously entertained my thoughts on the topic and went home to mull it over.  While the kitten was given all his vaccinations and properly cared for, my friend opened his heart to the possibility…

Sure enough, he met the little boy and fell completely in love.  The miracle in all of it as that a week later he said, “I realized last night that things that used to bother me DON’T anymore…  I used to be stressed about having an animal running around but it’s okay now.  I feel like a new person..!”

My heart lit up because I understand just how profound the statement was for this individual.  Not only has he become more accepting, but he is happier, and he is free – he is no longer bound by self-imposed anxieties (ones we often fail to see when we are in our own World.)

Animals have a way of helping us step outside ourselves – we have the responsibility to care for them, first and foremost, so suddenly they become a priority.  They are our friends, and family, and somehow manage to show up right when we need them.    

It is true, unconditional friendship.  There are no grudges, no misplaced anger.  There’s no jealousy or snappy attitudes…just love.

Animals remind remind us what it is like care, to open up, to be vulnerable without judgement.  They open our hearts and expand our minds…  

“It is the start of many beautiful things.  You’ll see.  It’s all going to fall into place,” I said.

“You know what?” he replied.  “I think you’re right!”

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The Little…Big…Things

Most people don’t get where they are in Life without having first traversed a narrow, steep or tumultuous path…of some kind.  In certain cases, it’s all three.  During such ascents, the World can seem insurmountable, riddled with confusion, pain, loneliness…  But even eclipsed in darkness, there is “good”…and learning…to be seized. 

In each and every experience, no matter how dire, there is always promise of something brighter.  

The last few years were very trying for me – debilitating in many ways.  But even at the worst, I would dream.  I never stopped dreaming…or believing…even when all other lights went out.

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I’d dream in hues that transcended the universal spectrum…because I needed illumination…not just a rainbow.

I’d dream, feverishly, with every ounce and fiber of my being, that I’d learn my lessons solidlythis time…so I could elevate my soul higher, and finally Live.  

We all deserve the beautiful, wonderful, “little things.”  But without fully appreciating our gifts, understanding our value, and knowing what we deserve, those things have a more difficult time reaching us.  

At the dawn of 2015, I finally understood – The Universe knows the difference between knowing, and actually believing.  Years and years of lessons besieged me at once – “overwhelming” scarcely covers it.  But I knew if clarity was truly mine, only goodness could come from it.

Some days are tiny steps…but they are going forward, and that is progress enough.

Some days feel indomitable, full of anguish, and frustratingly rearward missteps.

And yet other days are filled with joy, confidence, hope and beauty. ❤

 

For me, it’s the little things.  

And it’s the people around me who do, or say, these precious “little things”…

 

Meeting someone and feeling like you have known them for more than one Lifetime is a gift and beyond… But the ability to be yourself completely, without fear, or shame, or embarrassment…because they allow you to be who you are?  Utterly priceless. There are those who set out to change others, mold them into his or her own “ideal,” but it’s a notion I never could quite get my head around – forcing oneself (or another person) to conform, in any way, is surely a sad, and unsustainable end.  And for what purpose?  Where there is one of us, there are many more.

Listening, accepting, at least endeavoring to understand…those are some of the most generous gifts a person could offer – they demonstrate respect.  And respect is paramount to a foundation for lasting love.  We all have flaws, but true respect makes us FEEL that we are good enough, and that what we have to say has value, flawed or fragile we may be.

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It’s things like a person focusing on the good, and lifting you up…not only when you are having a bad day, but even when you aren’t.  

It’s letting you know that they are there for you, just to listen, or to make you laugh…just because, or should you need it.  Because they love you, and honor you, no matter how silly, or grumpy, or crazy you can be sometimes.  They are there anyway, because that’s what love and friendship IS.

It’s positive.  

It’s UP.  

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It’s the little things…

Like the flowers that arrived one day because he wanted to be absolutely certain you knew you were on his mind.  And more so, it is the *thought* that he had to begin with…  The thought which incited him to do something so touching, no matter how busy he was.  Not on a holiday, just A day.  

Just because.  

Because you matter

And to FEEL like we matter is a gift words cannot express.

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Little things like letting you go through a door first, opening your door, allowing you to order first…those are things a gentleman would do.  They are things that make a woman feel appreciated, respected, and like a lady.  

I am – no two ways about it – an independent, strong-minded, strong-bodied woman.  I am used to doing things on my own and supporting myself.  But when a gentleman comes along, you can bet I am, without a doubt, the single-most sincerely thankful woman around.  Literally, brimming with gratitude.

 

It’s the little things…

Like reaching over and holding your hand.

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Like reiterating for the waiter that she prefers her food without anything extra on it…to be sure it comes out perfect…

And making her a snack for when she gets home…

And scrolling through her blog even though it’s mostly pictures of lip gloss and eye shadow and shoes…because it’s hers.

 

It’s the little things…

Like kissing her goodbye before going to work…

It’s checking in during a two-second breather during the day, or calling on his way home from work to ask how your day was?!  He may not even know how much that means…but it means a LOT…and she sees ALL the beautiful, wonderful, little things.

 

It’s the little things…

Like not just giving you a hug when you break down in tears…but telling you it’s okay to “feel,” without judgment, because being human means we are all vulnerable sometimes.  

It’s when he holds you – not just hugs you – as if you give him peace, and safety, and joy…and he wants to do the same for you.  

It’s when he looks at you as if neither the Moon nor stars existed…  

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Those are little things…that some people do…that are really BIG things. 

Those are things that matter…because Life is short and doing something because you feel forced or obligated will always show through.      

Those are the “little things” that make others feel appreciated, and loved, and special…and that need to be cherished.  

Those are the things we hopefully give each OTHER, because that’s what love is.  Accepting and loving in spite of flaws, and quirks and missteps.  

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Love is a best friendship, in which little things happen all the time, every day…

Love is all those little things…

It’s appreciating all those little things…that are actually a whole lot like HUGE things…and cherishing those who do them.

He makes me feel like the Moon itself…

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I, for one, feel blessed and grateful…and I’ll just go ahead and blame my alexithymia for begin unable to fully express my gratitude! 😉

X ❤