Today is a beautiful day for beautiful people.  

Those who want their inside to be so light and fluffy. 

I feel so free. So, loved. So, embraced. By me.  

That’s the factor. The thing that was missing.  

Embracing the gift to create, curate, navigate, and expunge. 

Controlling the darkness and walking in the light—yet remembering do it the right way. 

I’ve lived hard. Loved hard. Loss hard. And still, I do not choose a hard in or exterior. 

Choice. Free will. The ability to maneuver as needed for your peace. 

Giving honor to God for my experiences and for allowing me to be an experience.  

Some days its hot and spicy, but not harmful. Some nights are chilled, but not cold.  

And still love shines brightly and boldly.  

Robust and uncontested.  

Showing up for those most valuable and some of the most vulnerable.  

Healing those with access.  

Blotting out the sun for those choosing the shadow.  

But whole. Fearless.  

And a champion shielded from blows and bypassing arrows. 

Nothing can break it. 

No one can shake it. 

Yet, it preserves, blossoming in madness. Producing fruit. Only to replenish when all given out. 

It cannot be controlled. Nor pre-planned. 

The existence is its own with God’s grace. 

The winning. The drawing nearby. The ownership.  

If it yields, it’s by choice, not by force. 

Then still, did it ever really give up? Or walk away? Selah.

No, because it’s rooted in foundation.  

Glistening. Sparkling. Twinkling. 

Showing up as its beautiful, flawed, productive, transcended, flourishing self. 

To know is to be. To be is to love. To love is to live. And to live is not without. 

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