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  • July 25, 2017
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    Don’t get stuck. Move, travel, take a class, take a risk. There is a season for wildness and a season for settledness, and this is neither. This season is about becoming. Don’t lose yourself at happy hour, but don’t lose yourself on the corporate ladder either. Stop every once in a while and go out to coffee or climb in bed with your journal. Now is your time. Walk closely with people you love. Don’t get stuck in the past, and don’t try to fast-forward yourself into a future you haven’t yet earned. Give today all the love and intensity and courage you can, and keep travelling honestly along life’s path. – Shauna Niequist

  • July 20, 2017
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    You are not for everyone and that’s Okay.

    The world is filled with people who, no matter what you do, will point blank not like you. But it is also filled with those who will love you fiercley. They are your people. You are not for everyone and that’s OK. Talk to the people who can hear you.

    Don’t waste your precious time and gifts trying to convince them of your value, they won’t ever want what you’re selling. Don’t convince them to walk alongside you. You’ll be wasting both your time and theirs and will likely inflict unnecessary wounds, which will take precious time to heal. You are not for them and they are not for you; politely wave them on and continue along your way. Sharing your path with someone is a sacred gift; don’t cheapen it by rolling yours in the wrong direct.

    ~Rebecca Cambell

  • June 5, 2017
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    The Path Of The Survivor.

     

    There is a path we take.

    It is not a journey forward, but one that leads us back.

    Back to the places we were first broken.

    Back to the places we fear the most.

    We resist it, fight it.

    But on that path lies a trail of broken pieces. Splintered fragments of ourselves we left behind when they were too sharp to hold and cut us open. Back then we didn’t know how to stop the bleeding. So we left the pieces, scattered on the path, and continued on our journey.

    Removed from the pain, but separated from ourselves.

    But now, we must go back for those pieces.

    For this is how we put ourselves back together.

    This is how we become whole.

    We gather the pieces we abandoned, and place them inside us where they always belonged.

    Find courage, dear one, and tread upon the path. Pick up the broken pieces and hold them close. Remember the way they once cut your hands, yet no longer do, for now your hands are stronger and your skin is thicker and though scarred, you no longer bleed.

    Feel the weight of the pieces in your hands and notice you are strong enough to carry that weight now. Turn them over, adjust them, move them, line them up. Make sense of them. Place them side by side. Repair them. Restore them. See the way they come together with cracks and lines and faults and imperfect edges that will never fit like they used to.

    But see how they are once more made whole.

    This is how broken things mend.

    How broken people mend.

    In flawed perfection.

    It was never your fault you were so broken. It was never your fault you left so much of yourself behind. But now is the time to go back and pick up the pieces. Do not fear the path. You know the way, you have walked it before. It is your path. And these are your pieces. They belong to you. Pick them up and put them back together and place them inside your chest. Allow them to make you whole again as you were always meant to be.

    Broken no more.

    For this, dear one, is the path of the survivor.

    Author: Kathy Parker

    (With permission)

    Please check out Kathy’s blog at : https://kathyparker.com.au/

  • May 16, 2017
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    The Path Of The Survivor.

     

    There is a path we take.

    It is not a journey forward, but one that leads us back.

    Back to the places we were first broken.

    Back to the places we fear the most.

    We resist it, fight it.

    But on that path lies a trail of broken pieces. Splintered fragments of ourselves we left behind when they were too sharp to hold and cut us open. Back then we didn’t know how to stop the bleeding. So we left the pieces, scattered on the path, and continued on our journey.

    Removed from the pain, but separated from ourselves.

    But now, we must go back for those pieces.

    For this is how we put ourselves back together.

    This is how we become whole.

    We gather the pieces we abandoned, and place them inside us where they always belonged.

    Find courage, dear one, and tread upon the path. Pick up the broken pieces and hold them close. Remember the way they once cut your hands, yet no longer do, for now your hands are stronger and your skin is thicker and though scarred, you no longer bleed.

    Feel the weight of the pieces in your hands and notice you are strong enough to carry that weight now. Turn them over, adjust them, move them, line them up. Make sense of them. Place them side by side. Repair them. Restore them. See the way they come together with cracks and lines and faults and imperfect edges that will never fit like they used to.

    But see how they are once more made whole.

    This is how broken things mend.

    How broken people mend.

    In flawed perfection.

    It was never your fault you were so broken. It was never your fault you left so much of yourself behind. But now is the time to go back and pick up the pieces. Do not fear the path. You know the way, you have walked it before. It is your path. And these are your pieces. They belong to you. Pick them up and put them back together and place them inside your chest. Allow them to make you whole again as you were always meant to be.

    Broken no more.

    For this, dear one, is the path of the survivor.

    Author: Kathy Parker

    (With permission)

    Please check out Kathy’s blog at : https://kathyparker.com.au/

  • August 18, 2016
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    I don’t think that anything happens by coincidence. No one is here by accident. Everyone who crosses our path has a message for us. ― James Redfield

  • May 26, 2016
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    I am secure in who I am. I don’t need the validation of those that would say, you have to be a certain way in order to be accepted. I’m comfortable going against the grain. I’m walking my path and I will always walk in the direction my heart tells me to go, even if I must walk alone.

  • February 13, 2016
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    Sometimes the bad things that happen in our lives put us directly on the path to the best things that will ever happen to us.

  • January 18, 2016
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    I don’t think that anything happens by coincidence. No one is here by accident. Everyone who crosses our path has a message for us. ― James Redfield

  • February 28, 2015
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    Learn from the lessons life teaches you and don’t waste your time on people who are there in your life for their convenience and who never take you seriously. Don’t allow people to use you for their happiness. Just be strong and don’t let anything break you or leave you shattered. Choose the people and the path you need that will lead you to a genuine happy life.

  • February 10, 2015
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    Sometimes, the people who have been through many storms often take the longest to find their path because their sensitivity is a double edged sword, at their core lies great strength but they are more susceptible to life’s pains. Good thing the soul doesn’t know a thing about deadlines. — Unknown

  • November 25, 2014
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    No matter what happens, no matter how far you seem to be away from where you want to be, never stop believing that you will somehow make it. Have a unrelenting belief that things will work out, that the long road has a purpose, that the things that you desire may not happen today, but they will happen. Persist and persevere, your desired path remains possible.
    ~Brad Gast.

  • October 29, 2014
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    I’ve learned from life that sometimes, the darkest times can bring us to the brightest places. That our most painful struggles can grant us the most necessary growth; and that the most heartbreaking losses of friendship and love can make room for the most wonderful people. I’ve learned that what seems like a curse at the moment can actually be a blessing, and that what seems like the end of the road is actually just the discovery that we are meant to travel down a different path. I’ve learned that no matter how difficult things seem, there is always hope. And I’ve learned that no matter how powerless we feel or how horrible things seem, we can’t give up. We have to keep going. Even when it’s scary, even when all of our strength seems gone, we have to keep picking ourselves back up and moving forward, because whatever we’re battling in the moment, it will pass, and we will make it through. We’ve made it this far. We can make it through whatever comes next.
    ~Daniell Keopke

  • July 31, 2014
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    Sometimes, the people who have been through many storms often take the longest to find their path because their sensitivity is a double edged sword- at their core lies great strength but they are more susceptible to life’s pains. Good thing the soul doesn’t know a thing about deadlines.

    ~Unknown

  • July 14, 2014
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    “You’ll be fine. Feeling unsure and lost is part of your path. Don’t avoid it. See what those feelings are showing you and use it. Take a breath. You’ll be okay. Even if you don’t feel okay all the time.”
    ― Louis C.K.

  • March 4, 2014
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    If your path is a little blurry, keep walking. You’ll focus in when you know what you want. Then the picture of your life will be crystal clear.  Just don’t give up. And don’t ever stop walking.

  • December 5, 2013
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    I hope your fifties mean going back to school or starting yoga. I hope your forties include falling in love with someone new – a friend, child, or partner. I hope you stay up all night laughing with your friends. And when you’re thirty, learn something new. I hope your life is one of wisdom and youth, adventure and old age – no matter what year it was that you were born. What I really mean to say is that I hope you aren’t held back because of a number. And that you don’t rush into things because it feels like time is slipping by. I hope you do what’s right for you. Hold on. Slow down. And breathe in. Your age is your age. But more importantly, your life is your life. Don’t change your journey so that it matches someone else’s. We need to walk different paths so the whole world can be explored. Revel in the differences. And enjoy where you are. -Jessica  from (www.todaywasmeaningful.wordpress.com)

    Photography Denise Hecht

  • October 10, 2013
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    Before you embark on a path, always ask yourself this question: “Does this path have a heart?” If the answer is no, you will know it and then you must choose another path. ― Carlos Castaneda “The Teachings of Don Juan: A Yaqui Way of Knowledge

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