In a Nutshell

1C902800-5D8B-43D1-9E48-AF772B819E64

Keep finding things

to love about

yourself.

 

Live Magically,

Coley

Advertisements

Sweet Dreams

927FD049-F5DC-41BD-AE52-F44FFA00DC56

Nothing beats a deep night’s sleep.

But in a world of chaos, quality sleep seems to be a luxury that only a few partake. 

The most common directives given by instructors, per se, are: relax and breathe, count sheep, quiet the mind or meditate.

Well, that’s easier said than done.

You have to find what works especially for you.

But until you try different strategies, you’ll never know.

Here’s what works for me:

  1. Turning my cell phone’s “do not disturb” mode on
  2. Playing my sleep music playlist
  3. Thinking about all the loveliness I’ve experienced 
  4. Feeling the love on the deepest level 

And voilà, I am out like a light.

I hope you find your way to a restful slumber.

Sweet Dreams and…

Live Magically,

Coley

Cop-a-squat

B95D40C3-32B9-4F83-9A8F-7B80FCBDA0C5

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

E2ED2D9A-2147-4DD7-A7DF-DFBEAB9BA0C6

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

Quicksand

7E3BE6FC-EBD6-4988-80D2-50C881FE553A

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

Perfect Confessions

FA7CA533-8AEE-4D62-80BC-53BAFC28A4E8

Perfection has absolutely nothing to do with physical attributes, other than the fact that whatever you’re born with is downright flawless.

Thus, striving for perfection, in the physical sense, is an unnecessary burden. It leads to stress and dumbass decisions like butchering your body via plastic surgery for the sole purpose of cosmetic vanity.

Incidentally, no amount of surgery will keep you looking young and pretty. If truth be told, altering your bone structure and getting injections to obtain the perfect look actually ages you tremendously. You cannot one-up Father Time. However, there’s something exquisitely beautiful, dazzling and elegant about a man or woman who accepts and adores his or her body; and ages gracefully without going under the knife.

“Your face is marked with lines of life, put there by love and laughter, suffering and tears. It’s beautiful.” ~Lynsay Sands

“Youth is a gift of nature, but age is a work of art.” ~Stanislaw Jerzy Lec

So, tell me, what makes you perfect? 

Do you subscribe to someone else’s meaning or do you have your own? Does your meaning give you anxiety? Does it cause stress or depression? If so, then simply change your connotation of the word. You do not have to abide by anyone else’s definition!

Here’s my take. 

My notion of perfection has an air of lightness and loveliness. For me, perfection and love are cut from the same cloth. And like love, perfection is a verb. It is a doing with a particular quality.

Perfection is:

Loving myself entirely

A deep embrace

Playfulness and laughter

Being there

Sharing

Knowing when to say, “no” 

Knowing when to let go

Living my truth no matter who’s watching

Performing at my very best

So, unburden yourself with society’s standard of perfection and devise your own. You’ll enjoy life a whole lot better!

Live Magically,

Coley

To Thine Ownself Be True

D5FF4809-228A-49F9-A6CB-D2B71F1C510B

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