When I laugh, it is full and genuine and loud… obnoxious even… and infectious. People tell me sometimes that they love it when I laugh. It warms me to know that.
I make music when I walk. Usually because my jewelry jingles and clinks together. Sometimes it’s like wind chimes. Sometimes it’s a single bell.
I like my smile. My entire face when I am smiling. I love my teeth. My mouth. The way the sides of it curl up without symmetry. I like the indents and not quite dimples. The wrinkles beside/under my eyes and on the bridge of my nose.
I like my creative vision. My constant pursuit of beauty in all corners of life. I like that I always stop to search for a four leaf clover in a patch of wild grass.
I genuinely like the woman I am becoming. I like her style. I like the way she loves her family. The way she loves herself. I like the way she looks out into the world and sees all its wonder and possibility. I like that she is working on building her life and fixing her flaws. The softness/delicateness she has managed to retain despite all the things working to make her hard.
Lately I have more things to like and it feels good to share them with people.
What are weeds?
"Remember always that you are just a visitor here, a traveler passing through. Your stay is short and the moment of your departure unknown. None can live without toil and a craft that provides your needs is a blessing indeed. But if you toil without rest, fatigue and weariness will overtake you, and you will denied the joy that comes from labour’s end. Speak quietly and kindly and be not forward with either opinions or advice. If you talk much, this will make you deaf to what others say, and you should know that there are few so wise that they cannot learn from others. Be near when help is needed, but far when praise and thanks are being offered. Take small account of might, wealth and fame, for they soon pass and are forgotten. Instead, nurture love within you and strive to be a friend to all. Truly, compassion is a balm for many wounds.
Treasure silence when you find it, and while being mindful of your duties, set time aside to be alone with yourself. Cast off pretense and self-deception and see yourself as you really are. Despite all appearances, no one is really evil. They are led astray by ignorance. If you ponder this truth you will offer more light rather than blame and condemnation.
You, no less than all beings have Buddha nature within. Your essential mind is pure. Therefore, when defilements cause you to stumble and fall, let not remorse nor dark foreboding cast you down. Be of good cheer and with this understanding, summon strength and walk on. Faith is like a lamp and wisdom makes the flame burn bright. Carry this lamp always and in good time the darkness will yield and you will abide in the Light.”
«K i s s e d» by s u n