I know you’re tired. So rest your weary soul and surrender the day. Drown in the misty glow of the moon. Inhale the sweetness of raindrops, exhale the sweetness of peace. Allow the twinkle of tiny stars to calm your mind and the warmth of summer wind to lull you into peaceful slumber. Like you, the world is tired, and like you, she’s still beautiful.
Some of us are compelled to wander, while others prefer the safety of familiar havens
I love to wander, explore, discover and be awed when I stumble across something new.
I’m a curious little beast. This quality might be the thing I love the most about myself.
Rarely a day goes by that I don’t wander towards something, turning corners, taking new paths or flipping over stones to see what I might find.
Its usually along these uncharted adventures that I find bits and pieces of myself.
If you’re tired of what’s going on in the world, confused about what you should do or say or believe, or support, or if you’re struggling or seeking purpose, get out of your own head for awhile. Go blaze a trail into uncharted territory and flip over a few rocks, you might find the bits and pieces of yourself that you’ve been missing.
The sun does not twinkle like the stars. A rose can not bloom into a buttercup. And, you can’t yell at a tulip and demand that it grow into a daffodil, (well you can, but you’re wasting your breath).
Some flowers bloom in the spring, some bloom in the summer. Some need a little rain, some need a lot. Every flower is a miracle, even the ones we call weeds and each one will bloom when it’s their time.
The most beautiful gardens are a blend of splendid colours, varying shapes and sizes and home to an interesting collection of birds, bees, bugs and little ponds filled with all sorts of fascinating life that happily coexist.
You and I are a part of this garden of 7.5 billion little creatures splashing around in different ponds, trying to coexist.
Perhaps, if we were a little more patient, more tolerant and a little more kind towards each other we could “happily” coexist.
So can we please appreciate our unique and beautiful differences and stop yelling at each other to be the same? It serves no purpose, because in the end, we can only bloom into who we’re meant to be.
Hey humanity, We’ve been in the mud long enough, It’s time to be brave, To find the courage to do what’s right, To fix what we’ve collectively broken, It’s time for each of us to do our part, It’s time to play nice, It’s time to grow-up.
Here’s a thought, Maybe 2020 ends up being the best year humanity has ever seen?
Maybe because of all “this” we all end up being kinder?
Maybe, just maybe, we finally realize that what happens to one of us happens to all of us?
Maybe we realize the power that’s generated when we stand up together against evil, racism and hypocrisy?
Maybe this will be the year the world unites to save the planet?
Maybe this will be the year we all make a commitment to love thy neighbour no matter what colour their skin is or who they pray to?
Maybe in 2020 we finally realize how little we need, and humanity stops raping the planet and hurting the other living beings that share our world?
Maybe because of all this, our broken world begins to heal?
Maybe we realize we must stop putting our trust and our futures in the hands of corrupt, greedy, self righteousness, self-serving politicians and start electing world leaders that posses loving, nurturing, collaborative, compassionate hearts and spirits?
Maybe we will look through the eyes of truth and realize we are the virus the planet is trying to fight?
Maybe 2020 is the year we receive the message the universe has been trying to send us and everything changes, including us and everything is better? It could happen. Look around you, crazier (like bat-shit crazier) things have happened.
Every moment matters. With every decision you make, you’re paving the path that all your memories will be built upon. You’re choosing to move towards your dreams or away from them. You’re choosing to heal or suffer. You’re choosing to seize an opportunity or let it pass. You’re choosing to speak your truth or fall silent. You’re choosing kindness or cruelty. You’re choose tolerance or judgement. Your memories will last longer than the moments that created them. Choose your moments wisely. Toni O’K~🌹❤️
Our lives are a blend of sunshine filled days, wild chaotic storms, and days that provide us with a bit of both. No matter how dark the day has been, the sun stills comes up, the stars still shine, the ocean tides continue to roll in and out and, the wind continues to move the heaviest of clouds to reveal blue skies. There is calm before every storm, There will be calm after every storm, Life carries on after every storm, and so shall you❤️.
Surrender to the quiet you’ve been gifted, and rest your beautiful heart. Slow your breath, close your weary eyes, and paint your dreams with indigo skies draped in serene light. Hush sweet soul, hush. Something brand new will be waiting to greet you in the dawn. Toni O’K ~🌹❤️
Now is the time to exhale, to unpack everything and surrender to something new. To sail into a life of grace guided by the things that sing from your heart and are craved by your soul. It’s time to anchor your dreams to the warmth of the harbour waiting to welcome you home. Toni O’K~🌹❤️