Celebrating love.

“Everything is a gift, a ruckus, riotous, astonishing gift for you to revel in...”

~ Sarah Blondin

To my lover, my husband, my wife, my child, my dearest friend,

my mentor,

To the stranger I pass on the street, the kind eyes who met mine,

the gentle breath shared while being embraced,

To the ear that listened and held my words as precious, To the ones who stand with me in this lifetime,

To the life that comes rising along with the sun,

that opens my eyes, that floods my body with vitality and vigor,

To the love that spills from light, the love that falls from the seams in my clothing,

To the abundance that fills the cup of clean water I drink.

.......

To the outstretching of palms

To the laying down of arms

To the miracles born from not doing but being,

To the unclaimed love we are all blundering toward

To the gravitational pull that constantly tugs us toward center even when we are screaming in the other direction

To the constant unearthing of who we really are

To the waxing and waning

To the groaning and roaring

To the discoveries that blaze

To our valiance, our fortitude, our constant learning

To our courageous, beautiful selves

To the purity of who we are, the mighty force we were born as

To the vulnerable, most magnificent heart in our chest

To the world of wonder shrouded in every soul

To the simple, the plain, the ordinary life I get to live

I would like to say thank you

I would like to share my most sincere gratitude and love and appreciation

To the simple, the plain, the ordinary life I get to live

I would like to say a most sincere thank you for all this glory

that waits for me to turn my gaze towards it

I thank you

I love you

I thank you

Close your eyes and let these recognitions be what you carry close

as you rise and fall throughout your day.

Let these recognitions anchor you to the love that is yours,

that is waiting, that you are infused with,

Let yourself be reminded that everything is a gift,

a ruckus, riotous, astonishing gift for you to revel in.

There is no right and wrong, no good and bad, no must be's.

This is it. It is a tale of fervent love.

~ Sarah Blondin

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