Category Archives: Inspiration

The Absurdity Of Chance

By pure chance, we were born into a country that is peaceful and free. By chance, others are born into violence and poverty, fear and war.
Instead of treating yourself to emotional reactions punctuated by hate and fear, absorb the absurdity of chance.
Do not relinquish your empathy. Fathers pass on the hurt that they neglect to heal. We all feel pain and chaos. We’ve all experienced varying degrees of anguish and despair.
We are all citizens of this world.
These are not problems we can fix with our hands. There are people who are aggressively unhappy, people who reserve the worst parts of themselves for others, people trafficking in lies.
People who keep evil in their pocket.
There are people who don’t care about anything that actually matters; people who are so busy trying to justify their venom, they don’t realize that there is a point from which they can’t come back.
But do not give up on this world that we live in. The path to a universal breakdown is lubricated by fear.
Busy yourself living a life so full that there is no room for fear. Grasp on to moments of happiness as though they are life preservers saving us from becoming swallowed by the darkness.
Do not give up on this world.

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And just like that I’ll pick up exactly where I left off – motivated equally by envy and need – sensing the crushing boundaries of time

So, I  breathe in the eternity of now, write it down; make it permanent.

I’ve spent at least the last decade trying to mold the real world into the one inside my head and have spent a good part of it wondering if I’ve dedicated myself to a false reality. It’s silly, really. I am a professional at making things reality by assuming they are such. It has served me well. I write, so I am a writer. I travel, so I am a traveller, I instigate, therefore I am an instigator. There’s nothing false about it.

I’ve more words in my head than I know what to do with; emotions that don’t always lend themselves to translation. And in raw moments of reflection, I know for certain I am capable of more.

There are others out there like me. We, who wallow in damp silence. We, who can shake rooms with our rage; we, who reject oppressive schedules . We, who understand that proximity to fear is both pain and pleasure. We, who indulge in embarrassing moments of bravery.

We, who make impossible things lovely.

We, who know we are not reconciled to chains.

We are all learning through the tension of uncertainty, and are all a little removed from okay.

Tonight, instead of sitting in expectation of more, I’ll assume it is such, and make it so.

🙂

Oh, The Places We’ve Been

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A wise woman once told me to never love material things.

“Never love anything that can’t love you back.,” she said as though she was singing, like the Irish often sound.

The truth is, when I think about all of the most incredible and beautiful moments in my life, I don’t think much about the fancy hotels we stayed in or how big my house was, or all the gadgets and toys we were lucky enough to have.

No, I remember the moments of pure beauty.

These past two years, without even meaning to, I’ve kind of made a habit of making my own dreams reality. And it’s not even until weeks after I’ve done something, that I reflect upon it and think ‘Hey! I always wanted to do that! and I just did it!’

It takes me a bit to realize the enormity of that.

Every time I see something that takes my breath away, I think it must be the most extraordinary place in the world, until I see something else that takes my breath away. And this cycle continues over and over until I’m able to string together enough remarkable moments that I can collapse under the weight of Gratitude.

Whatever your beliefs or non-beliefs, there’s something very spiritual, and infinitely bigger than yourself, about the experience of truly being in the moment outside of anything man-made.

And when you immerse yourself in it, it all comes back; the sounds, the smells. A sense that you were made to do this.

You don’t have to go to the Himalayas or climb K2 to experience adventure. We live in Nature’s playground. It’s right in our backyard.

It’s one magnificently beautiful view surpassing the next. The only struggle is which scene to capture and how to describe it in words.

If you let go of all you’ve learned to forget, you’ll remember it’s exactly where you were intended to be.

The world will love you back if you get out there and allow it.

365 days of Gratitude. Day 141:

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And just like that, all the world came to life again; as though she had been holding her breath, waiting for just the right moment to exhale vibrant shades of green, bursting with rich reds and purples. Gratitude.

100 Simple Pleasures

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  1. The first BBQ of the season
  2. An acoustic guitar paired with a good voice
  3. The electricity in the air before a thunder storm
  1. The smell of Thanksgiving dinner
  1. Air-drying your hair on a swing in the Summer
  1. A good glass of wine
  1. Old black and white photos
  1. People that say “Good morning.”
  1. A really great documentary
  1. Wind blowing through a willow tree
  1. French fries and gravy
  1. Getting packages in the mail
  1. Bad boys who are secretly good
  1. Big breakfasts
  1. Clever debate
  1. Pretty bras
  1. No one in line at a check-out
  1. Lovely penmanship
  1. Road trips
  1. Spontaneous solo-dance parties
  1. A long, slow movie on a Sunday afternoon
  1. Pecan pie
  1. Hotels with water slides
  1. Kids with manners
  1. Cozy sweaters in the Fall
  1. Songs that remind you of first loves
  1. The colour green
  1. Tiny towns with preserved historical buildings
  1. The sound of pencil on quality paper
  1. Nature programs about sharks or tornadoes
  1. Running into someone, knowing you look good
  1. Friday evenings
  1. Shopping for school supplies
  1. Early September mornings
  1. Going out to eat
  1. Truth
  1. Ancestry
  1. Purple bubble gum
  1. Landscape oil paintings
  1. Falling asleep to the sound of rain
  1. Men with broad shoulders
  1. An Irish accent
  1. Diving into a pool
  1. The smell of Hyacinth at the beginning of Spring
  1. Empty laundry baskets
  1. The feeling of a really great book cover
  1. Live music at little pubs
  1. Morning tea
  1. Grammar nerds
  2. Walking barefoot on soft grass
  1. Old black and white movies to fall asleep to
  1. Nailing a job interview
  1. Walking out of a hair salon with fantastic hair
  1. A Fall fair
  1. Conversations with children
  1. Coming home to a clean house
  1. Receiving packages in the mail
  1. The first roast-beef dinner of the Fall
  1. The opportunity to share a “useless” fact
  1. Falling in love
  1. The smell of asphalt after a summer rain
  1. Big, fluffy snowflakes against a purple sky
  1. Good music around a campfire
  1. A wink from your lover
  1. A baby falling asleep on your chest
  1. Sunrises
  1. People-watching
  1. The first day of school
  1. Silence in the middle of a really hot summer afternoon
  1. Pretty hair
  1. Reality shows featuring competitive cheerleading
  1. Relief from a headache
  1. Riding a bike
  1. Knowing the answer to a really tough question
  2. Funny women
  1. Rainbows
  1. Reading a really great biography
  1. Burying your hands in warm soil
  1. Touring Heritage buildings
  1. Beating a video game
  1. A cute pair of shoes
  1. Driving past a sunflower field
  1. Thought-provoking articles
  1. Dinner parties
  1. A vibrant Fall
  1. The smell of a newborn baby’s head
  1. Artfully-prepared food
  1. Having someone play with your hair
  1. Deep conversation
  1. Dressing up
  1. Waking up refreshed
  1. The first day of Spring that you can leave the house without a coat
  1. Sun-showers
  1. Travelling
  1. Intelligent people
  1. Chocolate-covered almonds
  1. Women with raspy voices
  1. Fresh bedding
  1. The confidence that comes with experience

100. Walking away from the wrong people at just the right time 🙂