Sometimes, it feels so complicated, so harsh,
so detrimentally soul-crushing, some days, in some moments.
And then suddenly you step outside of your pain and you see life as it keeps on going.
You feel life, you breathe life, you hear life and you taste life.
It comes in all shapes, sizes, flavors, in all spectrums,
in full abundance and in the smallest portions.
That pain is still there yet somehow it makes the colours brighter,
the air cleaner.
The flowers so vibrant as they sway in the breezes and the
birds share melodies you've heard before but failed to truly recognise.
With tears in your eyes, a lump in your throat
and the heaviest weight on your breast you see life and you can't get away from it.
You can't run, you can't hide, in fact you are compelled to take it and taste it.
You savor every last nibble, every succulent sip and the aroma that proceeds each.
And there is your magic setting you apart from the rest; you cannot help but live out the truth in the vibrancy that is.
You can't turn your gaze from the beauty of it all, the sheer magnitude of the love that you feel, see and give.
The magic that you are, the trials you face, the egos tamed, the monster befriended and the clarity brought to sheer madness.
Every little death is a rebirth into unknown glories.
Each new taste is like ambrosia and you didn't even notice for even one second that they were your tears.
I love when friends inspire me and stuff just pours on out.
Inspiration during darkness is so fucking beautiful!
It brings out my light 💓🌷🐝🔥🌳🌞
It is the simplest, most intricate events in this life that cultivate slowly to make the greatest things happen. These small weavings through time are a treasures we often overlook. Walk each moment in a way that leaves you whole and not wanting. Not always the way it goes but surely the way most rewarding, most memorable and most pleasing when hindsight sits at your feet, beckoning you to understand the lesson.
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Your medicine is in the woods.
Your pharmacy is in your kitchen.