In a Nutshell

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Keep finding things

to love about

yourself.

 

Live Magically,

Coley

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Cop-a-squat

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At different junctures, I think most of us have searched for truth or, at the very least,  pondered spiritual matters. But I am not entirely sure that one unmitigated truth is even a thing.

How can there be one truth when every being has been and continues to be indoctrinated in a different belief system?  Even non-believing is a belief.

Sometimes, a moment is needed to evaluate what you hold true. Because what you believe on Monday may not be suitable for you on Friday. And that’s okay.

“To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often.” ~Winston Churchill

So, give yourself the freedom to live a life that is befitting for you in every waking moment. 

Live Magically,

Coley

Turning Gray Skies Blue

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Without exception, everybody gets hit with shit. Some succumb to the pressure. Others barely survive. Why? Because, they’ve lost their muchness. Well, that’s what The Mad Hatter said to Alice: “You’ve lost your muchness. In there (pointing to her belly), something’s missing.” 

What’s missing in your life?

Sure, it is beyond wonderful to have that particular someone in your life who, without fail, creates beautiful ballads from bad rhymes; who turns your frown upside down; who extends unrelenting support; whose energy cocoons you and transmits new life; whose silent love imbues strength.

But what if that special person is not available or are no longer here on earth? 

There is a reason that your peace is deeply disturbed or that your boat is at the brink of a shipwreck. And until you realize and exercise your own strength, you may be kept in the storm.

So, where is your muchness?

There is a smoldering in your belly. When ignited, it becomes a powerful flame that can never be extinguished no matter what life douses. 

The strength you need already exists inside of you.

Do you have the guts to light it? Because no one else, no matter how lovely, is capable of lighting your fire. 

Live Magically, 

Coley

Do You Ever…

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Sit outside just to listen to the sounds of nature?

Take a stroll and have a person-to-person conversation?

Notice a budding tree right before her bloom?

Dance in the rain?

Bask in the sunlight?

Stretch out your arms to embrace the wind?

Number things to be thankful for?

Find the positives when the negatives seemingly overpower?

Look up?

Laugh at little things?

Cry just because?

I was just wondering.

Live Magically,

Coley

Quicksand

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It seems as though the earth upon which I stand is quicksand. Slowly sinking but never fully submerging is a heartless ruse. 

 I am forced to lay back when I’m accustomed to being strong, fighting, going against the grain and all. But because of the cement-like sediment, I cannot battle and quickly maneuver or else I seal my fate with my demise.

So, what do I do? 

The hour is late. The tide is soon to roll in. There is no “sink or swim” and “fly or die” doesn’t apply.

The only thing that I am able to do is close my eyes, lean back, breathe and wait for salvation.

Sometimes, I wonder if all of this is worth it? My answer is yes!

Life certainly teaches. But is the drama necessary? A simple notecard mysteriously placed on my pillow will do.

I suppose experiencing a particular thing is best. Beyond everything, I can only strengthen atrophied muscles by actually working them. But I never anticipated that relaxing and mentally letting go would be an area that needed exercise.

But I accept the invitation. Actually, I have no choice.

Live Magically,

Coley

To Thine Ownself Be True

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The title of this blog is a quote written by Willam Shakespeare in Hamlet. Lord Polonius, in part, says, “This above all: to thine ownself be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.”

The quote is a profound proverb which behaves like a prick sprouting from the stem of a rose. It got my attention. Ouch!

I  thought that I knew myself pretty well and unabashedly lived my truth. Well, I uncovered that I wasn’t one-hundred percent doing so. 

So, I purposely set time aside to figure out some things. And lo and behold, I found eureka—a particular moment in my childhood when I believed ________________.

That belief is my unadulterated truth, at least one of them anyway.

(Just now as I typed the word “unadulterated,” I noticed the word “adult” embedded. Adulterate means to dilute, debase, make impure. My guess is that by the time we reach adulthood, we’ve basically annihilated our young pure, creative, genius, free-thinking mind, not to mention adults obliterating children’s imaginations.)

Just let that sit for a moment.

In case you are wondering, the blank line above is deliberate and twofold:

  1. I am not divulging my deeply rooted belief and neither should you. 
  2. Fill in the blank with one of your childhood beliefs.

Conclusion: I will never know the depth, width and height of my majesty. I am a rose that’ll never reach full bloom because the unfolding of my exquisite, silky, perfumed petals is forever replenished and flowering. I suppose I could’ve used an onion peel analogy but that ain’t cute.

In the end, or beginning, whatever truth you presently hold about yourself, live it. Then uncover another, and then another. 

By the way, do you think that experiencing real happiness has anything to do with living your truth?

Live Magically,

Coley

Riddle Me This

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If we are born of God, Source, Universe, Consciousness or whatever esteemed name you fancy, then we must be an exact replica of the Original enveloping all of what that One Entity constitutes, right?

Do you have any idea the qualities that shape God? Qualities that you’ve actually encountered firsthand and not what you’ve read or heard?

For me, the One Entity, who existed before time and space, is exquisitely beautiful, marvelously magical, profoundly loving, perfectly healthy, perpetually giving, extraordinarily happy, otherworldly creative, inconceivably intelligent, mind-blowingly strong, uncommonly wealthy, remarkably valiant, supremely spontaneous, awesomely adventurous, and wondrously safe and secure. Consequently, I must be all of these things too. After all, we are equal.

And, as I sit and contemplate my complete being—spirit, soul and body, I place extra attention on my spirit which only exists as perfection. The more I acknowledge my spirit, the more access I give it to heal my body, to perform miracles, to be happy, to live magically and to be all of those qualities I deem of God.

So, when will you spend time honoring and celebrating your spirit? It is patiently and lovingly waiting for your “hello.”

Live Magically,

Coley