Sometimes life is just hard. It hurts. It’s frustrating. It’s dark. Confusing. Maddening.
It’s these moments that I grow the most. It’s these moments that I have to search to find the light, reach for it and breath it in.
I have to step outside, feel the rain, the mud, the grass.et that energy run through my body. Feel that connection. Remind myself of what really matters.
It’s not money or acceptance. Power or perfection. I don’t find peace in being right or winning.
My peace comes from what some would call “the little things.”
Smiles and laughter.
Love and kindness.
Passion and risk.
Failure and perseverance.
New experiences and growth.
Compassion and freedom.
Curiosity and learning.
Some days are easy. Carefree and full of love.
Other days I must struggle to make peace with my demons. To love the dark as much as I love the light.
As I sit here, soaked from the rain and cold as hell I feel connected. I feel energized and in love with this very moment.
I am present.