Wake Up Empty

Wake Up Empty - Pen

This morning I woke up in a dreamy way. Not in a dream-like way, just in way that feels intensely and immeasurably pleasurable. In a way that is always possible, but not always happening.

I woke up empty.

It’s hard to say what waking up empty feels or looks like, it’s really indescribable. There is only one word that could do it justice: Presence.

This often takes a high level of awareness (which can be challenging to maintain within the hectic pace most of us live in.) If I could attempt to describe it, I would say that it feels like a mix between openness and gratitude. Like you are empty (nothing on your mind, nothing on your heart) and are fully experiencing the present moment for all that it is, and more importantly — you feel how phenomenal it is and how wonderful it can be.

This morning I opened my eyes. I could feel that I was in a safe cozy space. I could feel the multi layers of soft plush blankets weighing me down, yet hugging me at the same time. I could also hear my dog breathing under the blankets. The sound of her breath was so life affirming and soothing. I spent a few moments completely still, listening to the sound. I also noticed the sun coming through the blinds, creating sharp geometric patterns across the floor. Life was simple, yet miraculous. I was present to the miracle of being alive in such a marvelous way. I was also grateful for my dog being the same, and for us being able to share that together. I felt like I was smiling in my heart and in all 35+ trillion cells in my body. Other than what was happening in the moment, nothing was being thought of, nothing was being said in my mind, no wishes were present in my heart — just this moment. Just this, simply this, in all of its glory.

I have no idea how much time passed (an hour? minutes?) before I exhumed myself from the blankets. I then began to officially begin the day. Collecting my patterned leggings and faux-down jacket, I suited myself up (and my dog too), getting ready to ward off the cold air outside.

After putting Pen’s winter vest on her, we travel to the backyard to conduct business as usual. Everything seemed normal, until I noticed Pen wasn’t acting like she usually does. Something seemed off. There were several reasons why, but an obvious one was, she seemed hesitant and kept looking to me for direction (as if there was a problem she couldn’t communicate.) Why would she be hesitant or troubled? This is her morning pee & poo routine. She knows this, and it happens like clockwork.

Pen walked slowly and had a hard time leaping through the doorway as we traveled back inside. I was taken aback as I noticed something that without question was very odd… she’s wasn’t wagging. She always wags before breakfast. To my surprise, she didn’t want to eat, she wouldn’t even walk towards her food bowl. I brought her to bed and felt her mildly shaking and flinching, breathing laboriously, as if she was in pain.

I could not believe this. Her health has been so spright lately, we just ran across a grass field smiling and laughing — just yesterday, before the sun went down. I thought we both woke up healthy and happy this morning. I felt my day and life was moving from one extreme to the next — all in a matter of a morning. At that point I stopped myself. I thought, “Aimee, you can do this with full presence too. You can be open, and empty and grateful — experiencing the phenomenon that is life, in all its wonder — just as it is.”

Then I had another thought, “But I can’t do that if Penny is not well!” A rebuttal thought immediately followed, “What if, what if when she was ill in December you would have been totally peaceful, at ease through the whole ordeal. What if you would have been completely grateful, open and present during that entire experience. How would it have been different for you, and more importantly, different for her?”

This immediately made sense to me. I know that when I am at ease and breathing fully, I am able to see and think more clearly. I experience situations differently; more acutely, effectively and efficiently. At that moment, I snuggled myself next to Pen and I kept her warm. She’s tiny, so I put my big hand over where I thought she might be hurting (like a massive hot water bottle) and I kept it there. I wanted to radiate heat and energy, calmness and healing — I wanted to radiate love. In that moment, I loved her with all my heart and presence. I did this until she stopped shaking/flinching and fell asleep. Her eyes were now closed, she was breathing normally and seemed to sleep soundly and still. At that point, I called the vet.

I noticed the difference between this situation (of Penny not feeling well) and the last one (back in December 2015.) I was calm and smartly supportive this time. I didn’t panic. I didn’t imagine worst case scenarios. I wasn’t waving a tight fist at the powers that be. I wasn’t wishing for a different life under a different set of circumstances. I was loving this one. With Penny. As she was. As we were. I was loving it and her with all of my heart — with no judgements, no regrets — without needing to know why life was the way it was, without desperately demanding anything be different. It felt better. I felt better. Much better. It felt worlds apart from the last experience of a very similar situation.

Death is inevitable. For all of us. Pain is inevitable. For all of us. But suffering is something entirely different. Suffering is a tricky one. Suffering is rooted in confused thinking. An example is: “Penny should be well right now, she has been well for weeks and was thriving and playing just yesterday!” and “We were happy and full of bliss, why have things suddenly turned gloomy and sour? We didn’t do anything to deserve this.” As you can see in those thoughts, there is suffering and very little room for surrender (a surrendering and openness that facilitates presence in the moment.) Very little humility and acceptance in those words — no unconditional love or compassion for life as it is.

Life can change like the turn of a dime. Nothing stays the same, it can flip before your eyes. That’s life! Of course we eat healthfully and we take care of ourselves and we don’t do anything too crazy. Yes, that’s logical. But we don’t beat our own hearts. We don’t birth ourselves. We don’t manually orbit the earth around the sun. We are very clear that it is not our job. We simply accept ‘the big things’ as life (and take it for granted.) But when shit hits the fan, we don’t carry the same clarity. We don’t say, ” Ah, life. Yes, life decides.” We panic, we silently get angry and we say in our minds (and every cell of our bodies), “Why is this happening to me?! I demand to know. I demand for things to be different.” All of a sudden, life revolves around us. We are the ones in control. And because of this, we suffer.

It’s a fine line between effort and effortlessness, action and non-action. The best way to describe this is swimming. When you are in the water, if you panic, if you kick and scream and fight the water — you sink. You lose. You suffer and then you die. It’s a horrible way to go. (Trust me, I know. I almost drowned. I experienced near death and was rescued.)

If you relax, if you focus on your breath, if you work with the water — most importantly, if you surrender to it, in full humility and awe — you have a better chance of survival. Chances are you will float, and if the waves are not too rocky, you can tread. While floating or treading, you will see that the water is supporting you, and that you are the water (you are made of mostly water.) When the stress and the desperate need to control or fight leaves your body, you begin to see and think more clearly — you see you have options! You also see that life might have what are sometimes called miracles or unexplained events (that usually make more sense in hindsight.) You see that you have more than enough to work with, and live with. You begin to trust life. The pain might still be there. You might feel spent or have salt in your eyes — but you aren’t suffering. You aren’t resisting. You aren’t fighting or battling the moment. You aren’t in a war with life.

Hours have passed. Penny seems fine now. (The vet is still coming to check-on her, as planned.) But all is well. We are simply floating in the waters of life, loving each other beyond the body, beyond circumstances, beyond anything we know. We are enjoying each other and this miraculous moment we have together. We love life, and we love living it together. This is enough. This is more than enough. This is what life is. This is what it always was and will always be. Even when we aren’t aware of it and its amazing gifts.

When I let go, I can feel that life is holding me. Then I see beyond me. Life supports all life. Life is all life. (And life is not the opposite of death, death is part of life.)

One day I will see Penny in the stars, and in my own being. And when I am no longer walking the earth (or writing blog posts), I hope that others do the same for me. I hope they wake up empty. I hope they see the beauty of what being present (to what is) holds. I hope they can let go and feel carried, held and supported by life. I hope they can be one with all that is.

When letting go, the suffering fades — only presence remains. It may be presence with some fear or pain, but that’s okay. Not all aspects of life are easy. Just know that the clearer you are, the more life shines brightly and the better it feels, and the more it blows your mind.

Small side note: this is not the crazy blog post on cake I promised for today! Sorry to keep you waiting. I still haven’t finished writing that blog post. It will be ready soon. I just need a little more time. This week I had to roll with life as it arrived. When the right moment to write about a crazy cake metaphor arises, I’ll be happy to ride that wave. And of course, I’ll be super-excited to share it with you.


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Super-Late :(


So sorry for being so late. Believe it or not, I’m trying to write a blog post about eating cake upside-down (literally & figuratively.) I’m halfway done, but I don’t want to rush it. Please stay tuned and I will either post it later this week or save it for next weekend. I feel so bad for coming up empty handed this week, but I promise to make it up to you. A fun blog post is in progress and on the way!

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13 Questions for AimeeLovesYou

15 Questions

1. What is something you intended to do today, but didn’t?
Make a video.

2. What do you do if you can’t sleep at night?
I rattle off things that I am grateful for. This works 100 percent of the time. Some nights it takes a higher count, but I inevitably fall asleep.

3. What’s something you should throw away, but can’t?
I hate to say this (and believe me when I say this is the only thing like this, I’m usually the type of person that throws everything away, even the most sentimental things), I have a very small velvet purse, from when I was 7 years old or so. It’s in the shape of a clown; a very plushy, cotton-like and soft, handmade clown. The purse has a name (he has a name tag, that is sewn into the side of his costume) it reads: Cottonfield. That’s his name, that’s what I call him. He seems to only reappear when I move (to new cities) and clear-out closets.

4. Who is the most famous person you have ever met?
I worked with her on the MTV music video awards. This was years ago, over a decade. She was super-humble and really sweet. She is also the healthiest looking person I have ever seen. Her eyes where so shiny and bright.

5. What is your favorite quote?
It’s a tie between two:
“No self, no problem.”
“Where there is love, there is no question.”

6. What’s the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word “fun”?
Second thing; vegging in cuddly blankets.

7. Which movies have you watched over and over again?
Philip Glass in 12 Parts
You’ve Got Mail

8. What one word best describes your mother?

9. When you have nothing pressing, where does your mind drift?
It immediately goes into questioning.
I begin to wonder what the point of life is, and the questions continue from there.

10. What’s something that amazes you?
Nature always amazes me. Always.

11. What advice can you give about how to conquer fear?
You have to move through it, be intimate with it, embrace it and live it with full presence. If you can do that, than you can transcend it.

12. What is one of your favorite souvenirs brought back from your travels? Where do you keep it?
A wooden stool was custom made for me in northern Italy (when I was there working on a project.) It was a gift. 
I use it as a nightstand.

13. What’s your favorite expression?
Where there is a will, there is a way.

If you have any questions at all for me, please email them via my contact page or leave them in the comments section below. I’m always happy to answer questions. Hooray!

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Time to Get Moving

.what scares you

Around 3 o’clock in the afternoon I was washing dishes as I listened to Patti Smith narrate M Train (her new memoir.) I love Patti Smith, for the same reason I loved The Smiths (the 80’s rock band) when I was a youth. Both are a little depressing and have an ongoing message of the ticking bomb. I get closer to this ticking bomb as I get older. I’m also reminded of this ticking bomb when I’m stunned by news of a death, like David Bowie’s passing on January 10th.

As I listen to Patti describe years passed, I listen to the tone of her voice. It’s low, well used, it sounds tired. Spent. She’s always had a grit and grime aspect to her (which is why she’s always been fabulous and greatly admired), but this time it feels more surrendered and earthy. More open and revealing, like exposed roots in soil. It reminds me that there isn’t much time left. Not for her, not for me, not for anyone. We are all just defenseless ticking bombs. When I hear Patti talking about her now deceased husband Fred (Sonic) Smith, I’m reminded that loving relationships and opportunities for growth are precious. I’m reminded that holding up a facade is only a waste of time and energy. I’m reminded that hiding under the blanket of playing safe is like digging an early grave.

It’s so clear to me that we have to get closer to the mystery.

What is real to me is that which can not be touched, only known. Not known by the intellect, known by the heart, by the soul. This knowledge has no death. This is why I think it’s important for us to challenge ourselves, to reach outside of our box or comfort zone. We must do what scares us. When we do this, we get to know ourselves (and life itself) on a deeper level.

I remember when I went through a phase in 2009 of wanting to fast on water. No food, just water. I wrote about it in a blog post titled Eating My Tail. In the post I said that I was going to try fasting for 10 days, I ended up fasting for 18 days. (I could have went longer, easily another 7 – 10 days. I was fine and completely comfortable. I was content and happy not eating. But people close to me were scared for me, because the idea of fasting seemed scary for them. scared globsI stopped my fast only because of the fear around me.) The point of me mentioning the fast is; I thought food ruled my world. I couldn’t imagine myself not eating for a day, or even missing a single meal! Since I was a child I was always chubby, always loving to eat, always dreaming up my next meal. How could I not eat?! It seemed impossible, unimaginable, especially for a person like me. But there I was, day after day — no food, only water — just fine. It blew my mind. It made me wonder what else I was believing and living that might be a lie. It made me wonder where else in my life I might be limiting myself, or wrapping myself very tightly and neatly in a small box. After that fast, I never looked at food (or myself) the same. My life was changed forever. I no longer trusted my idea of myself, or my stories of what is possible for me (or others) based on predisposed limitations untested.

Back to Patti Smith and the idea of exposed roots in soil…

I think it’s so important that we do what scares us. It’s this vulnerability that sets us free and grants us immortality. And you can take that statement any way you like. Whether it’s telling someone you love them, or singing your most private song in public, or sailing around the world — do it! Expose yourself. Set your soul free. See what happens. See if you experience a mini death. (Which is how the French describe orgasms and Buddhists describe enlightenment.) When you open and empty yourself in this way, it creates space. And this space creates possibility. And this possibility creates an aliveness.

If you ever get to the point in yourself where you feel a perturbing lull or dip in aliveness, it means you have spent too much time under the blanket of playing safe. (Trust me, I know. This is why I can speak and write about it. I live it repeatedly.) We are all no different from autumn trees, or maybe I should say leaves? Change is inevitable, change is life. It makes no difference if we are uncomfortable with change and would like to stay the same, life will boot you out of your comfort zone. So you might as well do it yourself. Kick your own damn ass. Get yourself out of bed. Light your own fire. Do what it takes to experience the mystery and test the unknown. Don’t leave soul questions unanswered.

One way to keep things interesting and fresh (alive), is to return to a childlike or youthful nature. Be curious. Test boundaries. Love, give and trust freely. See life as play. Don’t be afraid to get dirty. Allow yourself to be vulnerable. Make friends easily. Look at the world from new eyes. Write your own story (or sequel.) What do you have to lose?

Life is meant for the living. How can we be living fully if we don’t feel alive? And how can we truly be alive if we aren’t willing to be vulnerable? How can we live with excitement and curiosity in our hearts, if we don’t give life a poke? It’s like when you see a glob of something on the ground, and your first inclination is to grab a stick and poke it. You want to see if it moves, you want to see if it’s alive. That glob is us! Comfortable, steady, settled — and sometimes stuck. If we don’t poke ourselves to see if we are still alive, the universe will do it for us. I’d rather poke myself. My guess is you would too.

Time to get moving.

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No More Yes


I snagged today’s blog post from Derek Sivers’ website. Originally a professional musician and circus clown, Derek Sivers created CD Baby in 1998. In 2008, Derek sold CD Baby for $22 million, giving the proceeds to a charitable trust for music education. He is a frequent speaker at the TED Conference, with over 5 million views of his talks.

No more yes. It’s either HELL YEAH! or no.

Those of you who often over-commit or feel too scattered may appreciate a new philosophy I’m trying: If I’m not saying “HELL YEAH!” about something, then I say no.

Meaning: When deciding whether to commit to something, if I feel anything less than, “Wow! That would be amazing! Absolutely! Hell yeah!” – then my answer is no.

When you say no to most things, you leave room in your life to really throw yourself completely into that rare thing that makes you say “HELL YEAH!”

We’re all busy. We’ve all taken on too much. Saying yes to less is the way out.


I was hiring someone for a long-term project. There were many candidates. I compared pros-and-cons. Nobody blew me away, but I felt I had to choose one of them. Instead, I said no to all, and began the search again in a different way. That turned up someone absolutely amazing who is ideal and I’m psyched to be working with.

I was supposed to go to three music conferences in the next few months. They were spread out around the world and would have taken many expensive days in planes and hotels to be there. I had said yes to all of them out of habit or obligation. But I realized I wasn’t feeling “HELL YEAH!” about them, so I cancelled all three. They’re a little disappointed but I was able to clear off 12 days in my calendar! 12 days!! Do you know how much I can do with 12 free days? Maybe I could get Muckwork launched! Now that is a “HELL YEAH!”

I was deciding where to live. I had heard good things about Vancouver and Sydney. I was interested in Hong Kong and Florianópolis. But when I got to New York City I felt such an instant “HELL YEAH!” that I stayed.

9, 10 or 1

The surprisingly great book “Personal Development for Smart People” asks you to think about the different areas of your life (career, relationships, spiritual, health, etc.) – and rate your satisfaction in each area from 1 to 10.

But after doing that, the next suggestion impressed me: it said to go through every area you rated a 5, 6, 7, or 8 – and replace it with a 1! That we should never settle for “it’s not so bad” – and instead face up to what you really want.

In other words: No more “yes”. It’s either “HELL YEAH!” or “no”.

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Keeping My Promise

keeping my promise

First, I want to start by saying HAPPY NEW YEAR! I am wishing you the most unbelievably magnificent year — beyond your wildest hopes and dreams! Sending you cosmic hugs and rainbow-like cheer. I’m planning on us spending much of the year together (via Sunday Is For Lovers.) Let’s make it our best year yet!

Second, I want to say… that I kept my promise. I said I would make you videos, and here they are. Please know that this is only the beginning — and they are nothing fancy! I have no idea how to make videos. I’ve been looking into using iMovie on my laptop, and I am absolutely clueless. The afternoon was spent trying to edit four videos clips I shot today, working to splice them into one vlog. No luck at all. I couldn’t figure out how to make them all one video file. So instead of waiting around and spending more time learning, I just decided to share two of the video clips (instead of four) and label them Part 1 & 2. Please know that these humble videos are the first of many to come. Another thing to keep in mind, is that the will improve over time — but it will take time! I have a lot of work in store for me this year, so please be patient with me. I need better equipment and a basic knowledge of video editing and platforms (right now I am starting with Vimeo, but might switch to Youtube.) Regardless of what I lack and all that I have to do, I’m still moving forward, still keeping my promise.

If you have any suggestions for me, about videos you would like to see me make, or suggestions on how I can learn video making quickly, or people that might want to work with me on video projects — please email me via my contact page. I would love to hear from you, and I am open to any and all suggestions.

Without further adieu… VIDEOS!

One of Many – Part 1 of 2 from AimeeLovesYou on Vimeo.

One of Many – Part 2 of 2 from AimeeLovesYou on Vimeo.

Links to Danielle’s book and Sunday Is For Lovers blog post themes mentioned in the videos:

Danielle LaPorte’s Fire Starter Sessions

Best Friend Emergency

On Your best Day

Fine-Tuning My Life (Making sure it rocks!)

FOCUS on what you love: it’s important.

Everyday Is Amazing


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Rain -and- Shine

rain or shine

For two weeks I’ve been sitting on this point I want to make. I tried writing about it several times. I just keeping thinking about it and not being able to fully flesh out the idea. So instead of being stuck on it, I’m just going to share it. Here it goes…

We often hear the phrase Rain or Shine, it’s basically saying; it’s happening regardless of good or bad, ideal or undesirable. Which is a good thing. I like that idea. But why is it that after all these years, we can’t see that both exist at the same time? Life is always both at once. It’s only our thinking that makes the two feel separate and distinct. And of course that is totally okay and normal, but the problem is, it kind of f*cks up our lives at times. It causes us to be disappointed or feel victimized, or wonder why life could be so cruel and deal such bad hands. No one wants to play a game where they feel they will suffer or receive unfair treatment.

The other day I was walking home and I was looking at the mountains. It’s an amazing view, I wish I could share it with you right now. But see if you can imagine it. The southern Oregon mountain vista was vast, and it was peppered with trees dusted in white snow. In addition to that, there was a rolling stark white mist that looked like dense San Francisco fog. This white fluffy opaque mass masked much of the view. It made it seem as if there were no mountains, much in the same way that the clouds or moon can fully eclipse the sun. If I were only focused on the mist, I would not know that the mountains were right behind it.

When I was crying in the emergency room about my dog being ill recently, if someone were to tap me on my shoulder and say, “Aimee, wow, don’t cry or fear the situation. It will be resolved soon and everything will be okay. Help will eventually be on the way.” At that time, when I was so angry and distraught, I couldn’t see it. All I could see is what I was focusing on. And focusing on it only brought me more suffering, not solutions. It wasn’t until I changed my focus that things started to change for the better.

The same goes for people that were alone during Christmas Day. I was so happy to be alone! It meant that I could do whatever I wanted! But I knew people that told me Christmas Day was very sad for them, and they wished they could have spent the day with friends & family. I thought that was interesting; two people, same day, same situation, but one loved it and the other hated it. Nothing was different. Only our thinking was different. Only what we were focusing on was different. This is why experts advise people that are overweight to not focus on losing weight, but focus on a higher goal. Make it about something else — something more inspiring and empowering.

If you focus on being fat, and how sad or hard it might be to lose weight — you will get more of the same. I think the same would be the case for anyone lonely, broke or in trouble. If you focus on what you dread, it’s only going to bring you more of it. Focus on what you want, not what you don’t want. Bringing it back to my main point, if you are broke, fat, sad or lonely — abundance, health, happiness and companionship do exist in the world. You just have to go out and connect with it! Just like the mountains existed beyond the clouds, or hope existed for me in the emergency room. It was there! It was simply hidden, but it could have been seen if I changed my focus or investigated a bit further.

Another point I want to make is… If you want to shine, you have to go through the rain — literally! Life isn’t always easy, it’s not supposed to be! If we stop thinking in polar opposites, or in a constant state of duality, life would be so much easier. Because we would stop being so hard on ourselves and so hard on life.

No one ever did anything great (or anything gorgeously human) without risk — without rolling up their sleeves and getting all up in it! You have to get up and get in life’s face. You have to challenge it. You have to see what is behind the clouds. We forget that each day of our lives we are at risk. Nothing is ever a given — ever. Tomorrow everything could be different, or over.

We are vulnerable. It’s what makes us so exciting. Think of a rose or a fine meal, or a shooting star, or a baby’s laugh — it’s magical because it’s transitory. Just like our lives are. We are nothing but flowers living for our best season. That’s why I suggest we aim ourselves towards the light and bloom the best we can. We can stay hidden or tight in a bud — that’s actually gorgeous too. Sometimes I like buds, but it’s often undesirable because it’s too safe. It’s too tight, too restricted, too withholding. There isn’t enough self-expression or risk there. There isn’t enough unfolding. In order to do that, we have to be uncomfortable and risk falling apart. Did you hear that? (I should say, did you read that?) You have to risk falling apart. Life is about falling apart. Life is about letting go. Life is about only seeing clouds but knowing that everything else can exist at the same time. It’s not either or. It’s not, Life is Perfect or Life is Imperfect — therefore I’m happy or miserable, I’m either extremely pleased or suffering terribly.

Right now there is so much pain and suffering in the world. I hate to bring this up, but it’s kind of haunting me. Last night I watched a video titled Shaming Fashion Victims on the Street of NYC. (<– click link to view it.) It’s about wearing fur and how cruel it is. At one point, about 3 minutes into the video, there is a scene in a fur factory, where they rip the fur off of animals while still alive. During this scene the animal (who is on a pile of other animals), is alive but skinless, with all of its muscles and ligaments showing. It tilts its head up and looks directly into the camera, with blood dripping off of its doe-like eyelashes. It was alive and fully aware, being completely present and intimate with the camera — and it had an expression on its face that I will never forget.

After watching a video like that, of course I have the thought “How could people wear fur?” As well as, “How could people create factories like that?” and “How could anyone do this to another living being that is completely innocent, fully alive, feels pain and wants to live?” Those are all good questions. So are “How could evil like this exist in the world?” and “How can I go on living with injustices like this happening all around me?” And the best question yet, “How can I help?”

Yes, all those are great questions. But another question might be, “Is there a way I can fully realize that life can appear both bad and good at the same time — and if so, how can I help to make a positive difference in the world, while loving life as it is?” This is what unconditional love is. It’s love in its highest form. When we love like that (and live like that), we have compassion for the animals, and compassion for the one’s that are torturing them or exploiting them out of ignorance. It doesn’t mean that we don’t work towards putting a stop to it. We do! It simply means that more suffering (or more hate) isn’t going to make it any better. That’s the part we let go of, or that part we fall apart to. It’s the part that requires our patience, acceptance and surrender.

Nature allows it all. It allows everyone to live and learn. And because of this, it is the most powerful and most beautiful force I know. I doubt nature has a bad day when it’s raining, or falls into a depression when people are misbehaving or being cruel. I think it just keeps going. It keeps things moving and evolving. It’s wise enough to know that the bright sun and dark clouds can both exist.

This blog post was very hard to put into words. I hope somehow my feelings and thoughts came through in a way that made sense for you. Just know that whatever you see, do, feel or experience in the world — you are loved and your life is precious. Enjoy it the best way you know how. Try to make space for all of life to happen through you. Try to see that the best of life can also happen while the worst is also happening, and that it’s a choice to focus on what will bring us the most fulfillment, joy and peace.

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