Think of its possibilities...

Allow yourself to be free... 

I try each day, and as dark as some days are, when the light eventually finds its way back, it tastes so sweet.

:)

I do this... blogging what-what... in the spirit of, love.I hope it keeps even just one of you going. 
Do let me know.

For my Russian friends...

Harmony

Innokenty Annensky

In midst of waves, there are the silver beads
And scraped by time paints of the white enamel …
I so like the morns which autumn breeds,
For their caress, so short and so gentle.

 And I do like the foam on the shore,
When it again is whitening in mire,
And, greedy, I am hiding here a store
Of hazy days, while skies are full of fire. 

 But somewhere there, they’re roaming in flame,
The same ones as I am, without name and number,
And somebody’s young being – just the same –
Instead of me, is ceasing in sad amber.

By Russian artist:

Wassily Kandinsky  

My intention...

My intention has always been, and still is, to remind you (and myself) of how utterly beautiful you are.

The journey is long. I've heard somewhere that it's a race. Well, whatever. Its a journey, a story, and page by page we choose its contents. I have not been in the best space these few weeks, but I choose to fight for myself each day. Cause life it that beautiful, and so worth it. Remember that.

You're worthy. You are enough. Take it day by day, page by page, and remember not to ever excuse who you are for nobody. Not even yourself. You are made just as you were supposed to; we all are.

My intention has always been, and still is, to remind you (and myself) of how utterly beautiful you are.

I have met some really amazing people along my journey, and a beautiful soul that I had the pleasure of meeting shared this with me. I thought you may like it...

Thank you Yuri, Until we meet again... Thank you.

All love.