Keep Going
Love yourself more
Freedom
Why is freedom so hard to imagine?
We want to be free to think and to live the way we want, yet there is one thing after another that locks us into submission to continue to think and live within boundaries of fear and self-criticism.
Being human is limiting, but we are more than that.
Having a mind and a consciousness creates a messy situation, as we constantly search for something or someone to believe in.
Why not look to ourselves and see our endless potential?
Why, instead are we seeking outward support or guidance which ends up limiting us to their opinions or limited beliefs?
We are not these bodies.
We are not these minds.
We are spirit.
We are energy.
We are endless and are capable of more than we allow ourselves to believe.
Government, church, religion, so much has corrupted us…
So much has brain-washed us into believing that we are limited.
Look to the birds, when you feel stuck.
Look to the birds when you feel less than capable.
Look to nature when you feel trapped.
Look to nature when you feel disconnected from yourself.
You are free.
You are all that you want and all that you hope to be.
It is all within you.
-M.
Different
You weren’t created to be the same.
You were created to be you.
You are unique.
You are special.
You have a reason for being here that requires you to be how you are.
How would you like a forest full of trees that were all the same?
That is not ideal…
How would you like it if there was only one flavor of food, or one type of coffee?
That would not be very enjoyable.
Just as there are many different species of trees, many different flavors of foods, and so many options for coffee, you are a not like any other.
You are different, in a way that you are perfect for what you are here to do.
Different is not always looked at to be a word we like to use for ourselves, but different just means not the same as the rest.
We are all different
In that way, we are the same.
Unique, special, different, and full of purpose.
Remember that you are important.
You have a purpose.
You are here for a reason.
Thank you for being you.
-M.
Self-Talk
You are doing good.
You are pushing hard.
You are taking time to rest.
Your dreams are worth living.
-M.
Peace
Breathe in peace.
Breathe out fear.
Breathe in healing.
Breathe out fear.
Breathe in trust.
Breathe out….
-M.
Lake Crescent (and the Lodge)
This lake is a magical lake.
The waters heal you.
The sunsets will astonish you.
Lake Crescent is not just a simple lake.
To know her beauty, you must feel her healing.
Summertime is, seemingly, the best time of year to capture her magic, but all year round she will be carrying on…
So many come to see her.
Once they do, they are mesmerized.
With ducks, docks and a shore full of soft rocks, you can be certain to find your favorite spot.
Lake Crescent Lodge is most certainly divine, with luxury dining and quaint little cabins, you will find many ways to pass the time.
There is so much room to roam, plus immaculate sights to see this beautiful lake, from multiple points of view.
If you walk along the forest line, you will find many trails to explore.
These lead you to some of the oldest trees in the state of Washington, or so I have been told, some are over five-hundred years old.
If you’re reading this and need a new place to explore, Port Angeles, WA has this stunning beauty, who’s shores you might enjoy taking some time to explore.
Plus you might even discover the magic of this beautiful lake, that has so many perplexed about.
Either way, hopefully you do get out and find somewhere new to explore.
Nature is magical, no matter where you are.
-M.
Sunset to Sunrise
Sun, when you fall, I don’t know what to do.
I want to catch you in my hands, and set you back into place, among those brightly colored clouds, in that ever present sky.
The colors that you bring, when you set, are unbelievable.
Then, again, when you rise, I am in awe.
You bring beauty and life, for us all.
The colors sing to my eyes.
My soul feels the joy of each night and new morning, sky.
Yet, I still feel as though, when you fall, I must catch you.
I watch as you decent and disappear, to who knows where.
There are stories of the sea taking you, but they must just be tales.
For you wake us up each morning with your glowing breath of life.
Wherever you go, whatever you do, I am grateful for you, for all that you do.
Sun, thank you.
I love you, I really, truly do.
-M.
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