7AM Saturday, In Transit

This may be a drug reference...
I’ve been finding a lot more art now that I’m walking to and from work.

When I remember to see the good in myself, it helps me to see the good in other people, and to appreciate the beauty of my surroundings. I get excited about the little things- like street art, or designing an extremely colorful backpack. I remember that that is how I want to live my life, seeing the beauty in each moment, feeling almost recklessly silly, loving the people around me and experiencing the kind of giggling that bubbles up from deep inside my soul. Some would probably call that joy. I call it my optimal state of existence.

I’ve spoken to a few friends recently who said they read one post or another of my blog that resonated with them so much they made an active change to their daily routine. Hearing that made me feel so good. I like to think one of the most valuable thing we can do with our experiences is share them, and learn from each other- whether that means learning from others’ mistakes, or simply feeling less alone. The power of writing, and the power of words, continues to astound me- and I hope I never lose that.

3 responses to “7AM Saturday, In Transit”

  1. Sounds like you’re on a very beautiful and soul-finding journey. Best wishes

  2. Marie Marhan Dropkin Avatar
    Marie Marhan Dropkin

    Ahh, but people need to be fully present to truly hear another. That’s what I love about what I do. People SO need to feel heard. It validates their existence. I love it that I never “have a hand on the doorknob,” I dedicate all my attention to those I’m caring about, so they will have that transcendent experience. That’s when the words can really take intangible, even sacred, thoughts and put those thoughts into communicable, shareable forms. It is sacred. That’s what you’re describing with your words causing an inspiration for someone else to be a better person. And the more sacred or inspired by God/ the Divine/ the Universe, the more difficult it is to find the right human language, usually. Love you!!!

    Sent from my iPhone (518) 423-2525 text/mobile


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