Life seems like it is becoming softer now. The way I talk to people, the way I hear music, the way I cook food, the way I handle difficult moments. There is a sense of lightness to everything. I think I am realizing nothing is really that serious except the way I treat people. Life is becoming beautiful because I am letting it unfold into its natural state. My clouded judgement made my heart feel cold and my eyes see the colors a little less vibrant. Acting with love and intention in every movement has brought out the magic in the little things. The world is only becoming softer because I am. It has always been that way.
have you ever thought about how many people think about you? it’s so bizarre. imagine someone, out of the blue, thinking of your face. something happens; they remember you. your favorite song, how you dress, the way you talk, the look in your eyes when you are happy. they remember that about you, even if you haven’t seen each other in years. everything in life is a reminder of a person, a place, a moment. you may think you’ve forgotten, but you haven’t.
