Wednesday, February 29, 2012

finding strength

(Source: WorldofDiscovery, edited by RoseAlma)


"At that time of darkness, 
can be your greatest hour."

Nathan Wood, Film Entrepreneur

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

a translation

The following is a translation that I found of the sanskrit word "namaste."
It's explanation is beautiful, full of truth, and perfectly suited to our love-filled community. 

(Source: nirvikalpa)
My soul recognizes your soul. I honour the light, love, beauty, truth, and kindness in you because it is also within me. In sharing these things, there is no distance and no difference between us. We are the same, we are one.

Monday, February 20, 2012

Music Monday

The music I bring to you today is quite lengthy. But give it a chance, sweet readers. Even a minute will have you enraptured. The sights and the sounds are harmonizing and beautifully hypnotizing. Experiencing it is almost a small transcendence of the soul. 


Everyday is beautiful. Today is beautiful. This moment is beautiful. You are beautiful. I love you, and all that is.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Nothing is too small.

(Source: JoyHey, edited by RoseAlma)

"Do not consider any act 
of kindness insignificant, 
even meeting your brother 
with a cheerful face."

Muhammad, founder of Islam

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Sunday, February 12, 2012

the sanctuary within

This past Thursday, I had a hard decision to make.

I visited doctors three hours away from my home, at Vanderbilt University. I am presently in the process of trying to be double-listed with them for my double-lung transplant. And the doctors announced to me that in order to list with them, the next time (and every time) I am sick, I must come to their hospital and stay under their care. They were hesitant to list me otherwise. But agreeing to this would mean that I would be away from my entire family (except for my sweet mother, the only person free to stay with me for the duration).

Perhaps this wouldn't seem like a huge dilemma for some, as it didn't seem like a large problem to my doctors. But as my dear mother so beautifully explained to my doctors: I am not a religious person per se; I am a spiritual being, and my strength in life comes from family and love. And suddenly, they were saying that I cannot have those things, when I am at my weakest. It was a very difficult decision to make: give up my support system, or give up my new chance for lungs.

I took the hard road and agreed, even with my fear against myself and being alone to face the darkness.
But I think this quote below illustrates quite well the mindset that just may save my spirit, and my life:

"Do not look for a sanctuary in anyone except yourself."
Siddhartha Gautama, Buddha

All that I need to survive already lives within me. All that I need to be happy already lives within me.
And I am never without love. We are never without love.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Monday, February 6, 2012

Saturday, February 4, 2012

a way back to brightness

"I grew up with more [privileges] than most people and with a lack of a certain kind of suffering that, in some people, signifies true living and experience. So I became self-destructive. But that attitude isn't sustainable, so I found my way back to brightness and more constructive ways to live. Both are reactions to the same thing: death. It's like we're confronted with a [messed-up] world and the refusal to lose hope is the only way to prevail over the pessimism and sarcasm. And from the refusal to lose hope comes the desire to build something else."

Alexander Ebert (1978-), American singer-songwriter
(Image Source: GuyEppel, edited by RoseAlma)

Friday, February 3, 2012

Love lives beyond death.

On Monday I learned some sad information... the lovely woman from my childhood that I mentioned in the post Every Moment Matters passed away this Sunday. Since December she was making progress in rehabilitation, and there was hope. But after complications with a bloodclot, she eventually became dependent on life support. Her loving family, having watched her pain for so long, made the difficult decision to end her suffering.

Though I shed tears for this beautiful woman gone from our world, and for her dear family that must begin a life without her, I also know - as we must all come to know - that she is never truly gone. Her love lives on through her memories shared and legacy created and friendship made. This woman's existence was a gift to the world, as is all existence. And her precious gift does not end with her passing. True love lives throughout all time.

Dearest L.A.K., you are love and you are loved.
In the meantime, while our hearts transition to this new phase of life (as they do for all of us when facing life after tragedy or darkness), we must allow our inner selves to heal. Tears are healthy and deserve their time. So let us all remember this thought, a loving insight exchanged between my sweet father and I after my first significant heartache: "Allow yourself to feel whatever you need to feel." 

And in the end, we will all come out stronger and more full of love.