Acceptance sometimes sounds like such an easy feat but in actuality, it can be one of the hardest thing for anyone to conquer.
Acceptance starts with learning to accept yourself. Accept who you were, who you are now, only then you can become who you are meant to be.
Accept your present circumstances. Acknowledge that everything in life is temporary and how you react to your present circumstances will determine your outcome.
There will be infinite possibilities for you on this journey once you have a mindset of acceptance. Accept yourself and your present circumstances wholeheartedly-your flaws, your mistakes, your failures, all the positives and all the negatives in your life.
You can only begin to move forward through acceptance.
As children we were taught our ABC’s which paved a way for freedom. Literacy is a form of freedom. But what about personal freedom that will allow us to blossom as a person and stay blooming?
For the next 26 days, starting today, I encourage you to practice with me what I call, ABC: Mindful Self Blossoming. To have personal freedom, the revolution must start within us.
Let us begin our journey to being our own love.
When we think about being mindful, we often think about how
the choices we make will affect someone or something.
Our mind is cluttered and we are present for everyone and
everything else but ourselves.
Mindfulness must start from within us.
Being mindful is to be conscious. We must learn to be
conscious with not only our thoughts but also with our body. Consume food that
will heal and nourish your body. Exercise the vehicle that your soul is in, so
you can dance a little louder and love this world a little longer.
Be mindful to you.
Originally this book was titled “The Book of Ananda,” meaning a book about happiness or bliss when I first wrote it in January of 2017. It was also meant to have four “chapters,” listed as: Happy Moon, Cheerful Sun, Jolly Earth, and Bubbly Star. Fast Forward to December 2018, I decided that it was meant to be as one rather than individuals. This is a book meant for the children in your life or even the child within yourself.
The moon is happy.
Be happy like the moon.
The sun is cheerful.
Be cheerful like the sun.
The earth is jolly.
Be jolly like the earth.
The stars are bright.
Be bright like the stars.
You are the moon,
A MIGHTY moon.
You are the sun,
A SHINING sun.
You are the earth,
An EXTRAORDINARY earthling.
You are a star,
A BRILLIANT star.
Bunny and me
we went out to the sea,
drifting with the ocean breeze.
We stopped by an isle of trees and
drank coconut by threes,
as much as we please!
Bunny and me
had our own little jamboree,
went on a dancing spree,
feeling wild and free and
filled with so much glee!
Bunny and me
we like to jump on leaves,
spinning and twirling with ease.
Then pretending we had ski’s,
sliding down a mountain screaming “WHEEEE!”
Written August 10th, 2017
No one can love you,
as much as you can love yourself.
No one can believe in you,
as much as you can believe in yourself.
No one can be as patient with you,
as you are with yourself.
No one can be forgiving of you,
as you are with yourself.
No one but you.
“Nobody sees anybody truly but all through the flaws of their own egos. That is the way we all see …each other in life. Vanity, fear, desire, competition– all such distortions within our own egos– condition our vision of those in relation to us. Add to those distortions to our own egos the corresponding distortions in the egos of others, and you see how cloudy the glass must become through which we look at each other. That’s how it is in all living relationships except when there is that rare case of two people who love intensely enough to burn through all those layers of opacity and see each other’s naked hearts.” (Letter to Gadge~Tennesse Williams)
There is nothing in life that is permanent. This vessle is just a temporary home for our soul to exist; to gain different experiences so that our true conscience can grow spirtuality, mentality, physically in every form we take.
When I was 7 or 8 months pregnant with my daughter Ananda in the summer of 2013, I had a vision. As your children get older, they become interested in knowing how their two loves (mommy and daddy) found each other. Well, I am a believer in fairy tales, and each and every one of us has their very own fairy tale to tell.
Below is an introduction to my fairy tale, a children’s book for my little love, Ananda. A story of how her mommy and daddy met.
The Gypsy and the Nomad
There lived a young gypsy in a land painted in russet color of amber gold and red. Where the animals sing in tune, where the moon chases the warm day away, and the stars dance brightly into the morning hour.
She was wild and fierce as an Indian Summer in late autumn. Predictable yet unpredictable. Her tenacious spirit and spellbinding smile warmed even the coldest of hearts.
Not so far away lingered a young nomad. He was patient and mysterious as the northern lights. Isolated but always adapting. His heart was tied to the world, but kept returning to the land painted in russet color of amber gold and red.