To Return…

“To return to what’s real, begin to question things. Don’t believe any of it; the ugliness and negativity. Don’t accept any of the falsity, but also don’t become angrily rebellious — joyfully reject it all. Throw off the lies and illusions with a smile and call-out to the essential truth of what it means to be a human being — life will answer you back. Finding essential truth involves uncovering who you really are. Your sadness may just be calling you back to the real. Go real hunting; look for what is real. In this world, much of what is real is hidden below the surface. Real is resilient. You can see real in the grass breaking through the concrete sidewalk. Real is unstoppable. Real is wild and unpredictable. Real dispels all spells. There is something real in you trying to break through the cracks. Something in you is seeking the light of life. The concrete and steel of your self-delusions will not stop your essence from escaping. You can’t hide from yourself forever. Your truth will shatter you if it must, but it is so much better if you set it free. Set your truth free. Set yourself free! We must reject the artificial and embrace what is real and true: Truth in food, community, relationships and self.”

—Bryant McGill

Freedom Is In…

Freedom is in sunlight, mountain hikes, riversides, and in the night’s sky full of stars. Freedom is in laughter and in tears, and in moments we hold someone we love. Freedom is in breaking bread together. Freedom is in the quietness and in your breath; it is deeply felt in ordinary moments. Freedom is simply knowing what’s real. Freedom is doing what’s right. Real freedom may seem pretty boring by today’s standards; it is not perceived as spectacular, bedazzling, enthralling, or entertaining — but it means absolutely everything. Freedom is a forgotten land waiting for you to remember. Begin to remember.

—Bryant McGill

Be Open To Your Potential

Be open to your potential and cultivate your highest expression of value from deep within. Your acceptance of your worth and your earnest expression of your gifts is a way to share the best of yourself with others. There is a profound connection between your cultivated identity and your opportunities. Who you truly are is actually the state of your worthiness for receivership. Opportunity is not going to chase you down. Opportunity will always meet you exactly where you stand. Opportunities of integrity will meet you in your stand for integrity. Opportunities of generosity will meet you in your practice of generosity. You will always receive what you are equal to. Everything you want starts inside of you with how you feel about yourself and how you treat yourself. No one can set your level of worthiness except you. Quit aspiring and dreaming and start being. To get, simply release, and then gently invite. Success is simply a state of acceptance. -Bryant McGill

When You Are At The Brink Of Destruction…

When you are at the brink of destruction; at your most vulnerable and desperate hour and everyone has given up on you, this is when the stranger appears. The stranger arrives when your heart is broken open, ready, and believing. The stranger’s eye is clear and not stained with your past mistakes. They are the ones who will leave you that hundred dollar tip or unexpectedly offer you a new opportunity. They are the ones who will stop and change your tire on the freeway, or give you a place to stay for a while.

She is the one who compassionately looked you in the eye in the store when your abusive partner was yelling at you. Like an angel, s/he came in at the last moment and gave you the support or the advice you needed. They made the call to a friend and put themselves at risk to open an essential door for you because they saw something amazing in you.

The stranger is the one who gave you something that was a much bigger personal sacrifice than you ever knew, because s/he did it with humility, grace, and with no expectation. The stranger is the one who believed in you when no one else would. The stranger uplifted you with words of hope and optimism when you were at your lowest. The stranger silently suffered to give you room to recover and to try again.

The stranger meets you halfway on a bridge called faith. The stranger is coming to make someone’s dreams come true. The stranger’s hand is appearing out of nowhere and rescuing someone just before they slip over the edge. The stranger’s appearance is in perfect time and is a miracle. The stranger could be a real life angel. Have faith and courage, and — BE THE STRANGER.

—Bryant McGill

Thank you to the people who have helped me in times of great struggle.

Dark Clouds

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I’d love to say I’m up early and writing. The truth is, I was woken from a migraine by the smell of brewing coffee. At 12:30 a.m. Strictly speaking, the smell of coffee is really pleasant to me. I breathe deeply, it evokes memories, but when I’m sick, there is a very long list of smells that bother me. Coffee is sometimes one of them.

Apparently it wasn’t just bothering me, because fuzzy people came to alert me to the fact that something was going on in the kitchen that should not have been happening. They’re trying to curry favor with me because I’ve had to yell at their antics over the past two days. Is it wrong not to want something belonging to your Grandmother NOT to be eaten by an animal clearly lacking common sense? Yeah, I didn’t think so.

I’m burned out. I’ve come down with something, and I just plain don’t feel right. The thought of doing a read-through or an edit right now has about as much appeal to me as maggots. Yes, that’s how bad I feel.

If I logged in to my frequent flyer miles right now, I’d find that I have enough miles acquired over the past 14 years to get me the hell out of here for a good three months. That’s as long as you can be away on certain visas. If I didn’t have responsibilities, my ass would be packed in a few hours and off I’d be. I’m that worn out, I need a break.

Where would I go? I have some ideas, but the truth is, there aren’t a lot of people that would appreciate me showing up at the last minute. Therein lies the problem.

Alas, I shall take the next 2-3 days and “vacation inside my head”. Next weekend is kind of a big deal for me, but I’m already upset, so I’m downplaying it quite a bit. One person’s milestone is another person’s way of harming that person and turning something happy into something negative. I don’t need that.

All I can do in this very moment is thank my friends for being so incredibly kind, caring, loving, and supportive. One friend in particular basically yelled at me this past week, telling me to get over myself, and it really is helping me learn things about myself, so thank you my dear. What you said holds water, and I appreciate it. It’s nice to know someone has my back, as opposed to standing behind me with a knife, poised to strike at a moment’s notice. In life, it’s absolutely crucial to know who the right friends are.  I am blessed.

Enjoy your weekend everyone. Take stock of your blessings and realize how lucky you are.

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