HOLY WHOA. This is why we practice.

This is a re-blog, please, PLEASE go visit her site and read the whole post, and every post before and after. It’s for your SOUL.

“This is why we practice.

For times like these.
You don’t need to forgive until you need to forgive. You don’t need nerves of steel until you need nerves of steel. You don’t need to call on your reserves of compassion, or fortitude, or faith until you’ve used up everything else.

This is why we practice.
This is why, that even when life is ambling along nicely and there’s food in our spiritual cupboard, we still make sure that we get to yoga, or the reading group, or Sunday services.

When we’re healthy and happy we make sure to dance, we hit the court, we pick up the phone to check in, we drop by with something in hand.

When we’re believing in the fairness and the glory of human nature and the so-called Fates, we keep seeking, and meditating on reality, and praying for healing though nothing obvious ails us.

We keep standing up to make our art even when we could be predictable pedestrians.

Because the day will most certainly come, as it does whether you are a whole-hearted Lover or in denial of Grace, that you will be struck down or ground down by life. It can come in tiny tearing heartbreaks five times a day, just walking through your neighbourhood. It could come in the name of tragedy that could only happen once in a lifetime.

And you will need to withdraw the insights that you put into your heart’s escrow. And you will need to call on your people — the unseen and the ones right in front of you — to help you meet the day.” – Danielle LaPorte

More here: Danielle  LaPorte

Thanks for letting me share this bit,
Nomz

Re-Blog & a line of cute excuses

I miss the blogosphere SO much. I’ve been over analyzing lately (shocked right?) why I haven’t been writing, and I think I’m just SPENT, you guys! I literally spend 17 hours a day working on work, Social Media Campaigns, Photography, The Farm (heh. I don’t work on THE farm, but I cook and clean it, mind you…which STILL is nothing in comparison to the work of The Farmer). I’m a mom first and foremost, I’m a mate, I’m a worrier.

And by the time I have the gumption to write comes along, I’m like *zap-pow-sleep*. I promise I’m coming back. I’ve got some WILD inspiration headed my way, and about fourteen blogs constantly spinning around all blender-style at the front of my mind. Until then, though, I have to HAVE TO stop and appreciate this email. I love it SO SO thoroughly I want to reblog it.

Quoted, 100%:

“Are you hanging by a thread?

It’s hard, it’s wrenching. It’s incredibly painful and it’s difficult to feel lightness. Or to see clearly. Hanging by a thread can be really disorienting. What you’re going through undeniably sucks.

Listen to me: It’s going to be okay. You’re going to get through this. You can do it. Baby, you ARE doing it. You’re getting through this. Right now your cells are plumping up and your heart is beating and you have your breath. In breath. Out breath. It’s really okay if you have to get that basic about getting through it. In breath, out breath. Sun’s gonna rise. It’s going to be okay. Take encouragement from strangers. Like me. Go ahead. Take it. It’s free and I don’t feel karmically entangled. So listen to me: It’s going to be okay.

This will not kill you.

Do you believe in angels? If you don’t just believe in them for the next twenty fours. There are a hundred thousand angels by your side.

You’re probably feeling devastatingly alone, like an iceberg drifting. No one can hear you cracking. It’s cold. But, just like an iceberg, you have so much beneath the surface. Years of layers and lifetimes of experience and strengths to call on — skills of expanding consciousness that you didn’t even know you had. You will not sink.

People have been through what you’re going through right now. Thousands of them. Really and truly. Your picture of heartbreak, your strain of pain is part of the human fabric, and that tapestry is holding you like an Eskimo blanket. Other people have survived this and when they got out of the hole, they left a morphogenic popcorn trail out of the pain. You can trace their steps.

It may be hard to believe right now, but not only will it be okay, not only will you get through and over this, you will thrive again. You will be clear and vibrant and INCREDIBLE. You will not only have more character to pull out at parties and wisdom to offer the world, but you will feel more joy than you think is possible right now. You will.

You may walk with a limp. You may wince when you look back (understandable,) you may cry unexpectedly in the book store, but you’ll be more alive, and more You. You will be strong. And you will feel a curious sensation of being more useful. And it will feel really, really fantastic.

What you’re going through right now is so difficult.
And it’s going to be okay.
More than okay.”

Find this article, and more of her brilliant work here!

Thank you to each and every one of you that has encouraged me to get back on this thing. I can’t WAIT ❤

Nomz