Perfect words for Summer Solstice…or Life.
#longestdayoftheyear #litha #love #give
I have an entire folder dedicated to the food photo bombs my husband has managed to pull off…
But…I wouldn’t have it any other way because we have SO much fun, and humor in Life and partnership is so integral.
Surround yourself with people who make you laugh, who pull you out of your comfort zone, your habits, yourself and your mind… Laugh and love, because Life is amazing when you inject a little fun.
Never stop saying “I love you” – to hear those words can alter the course of a day. Or a lifetime.
Never stop appreciating those who make your world brighter, including their quirks, differences, eccentricities…even those qualities that irk you from time to time. Remember to let them know in words and actions…
Hold their hand just because. Kiss them when they least expect it. Give them a hug, or leave them a positive note, or just call to say “hello.”
The “little things” have the power to alter the deepest pain, fiercest anger, and most pressing frustrations. They remind us of our blessings when we lose sight of them, and they remind those we love that they are valuable in this life…in our life.
Life is precious, and so very fleeting – Love is a gift to cherish, but above all to share and express. To “give back” ensures that what time we – and our loved ones – do have is lived to the happiest full. ❤
Once upon a time I worried about what people thought. I worried about if they’d like what I was wearing, if I looked silly, or if the things I enjoyed weren’t “cool.” But it didn’t last particularly long, those worrisome spells, because I simply couldn’t mold myself to fit within the confines that others did.
Boxes didn’t work for me, and I made myself sick – in the short time I tried to care – trying to figure out what I was “supposed to” do, and “supposed to” be. Based on someone else’s definition, by the way. I was like a dodecahedron trying to fit into a triangular shape – I had so many facets, I’d make a gemologist spin, and the “mold” simply didn’t work.
I feel like that was fortunate for me, though. . .because I learned to just do my thing and be, unabashedly, my curiously off-beat self. It’s so much easier when you don’t have to squeeze yourself in to other shapes. It’s SO much easier being authentic than having to remember the details of the “lie” that you pretend to live.
The world doesn’t need more conformists…it needs the beautiful variety that all of us bring to life. It’s not only okay to be you, it’s what you, and everyone else deserves. If someone takes issue, that’s okay – that’s for them to worry about.
Do your thing, and be ridiculous if you want to. Even if it means wearing obnoxiously-printed leggings, leg warmers a la 1982, and Thundercat shoes at age 38.
Happiness is the heart of the beholder. ❤
I once was nocturnal. And frankly, I loved it… Nothing is better than the wee hours of the night – humans are sleeping, magic is unfolding. . . Ahhh. My unconventional, witchy self always leaned a bit renegade…so the space and time to manage mischief was perfection.
But…after college, those days came quickly to a halt – thank you, grown-up-hood.
I need my sleep. I need LOTS of it. And I’m so restless that if I DON’T get to bed early, I’m going to be a zombie. Likely a belligerent or over-trained one, which is woe-to-the-planent territory.
It isn’t because I’m “old” either – I joke about that but age really IS just a number. I feel healthy and happy…but sleep is a big part of that. Not partying, drinking, and smoking is another. (I can add in “not being in crowds engaging is such activities,” also, as that would very much result in my NOT feeling healthy. Or happy!)
So this gave me a solid laugh…
Empaths, INFJ types, you will probably laugh silly. Moms and dads might also, or really any regular working stiff. 😉