Category: Life

The Canvas, the Clay; the Artistry!

Love is the potter, constantly at work molding the heart, crafting ways to let the love become, more than just a display. Drips of water, the breadth of love, passion with every ounce of being, failure never counts the cost. With every touch, with every press into depth of soul. A heart of clay, becomes inherently beautiful; love’s heartfelt artistry!

Love is the artist, never done with its perfection. Even, in our imperfect perfection, as long as we allow love’s brush, to remain pressed against the canvas of our heart, in beautiful colors our soul will be painted. In love’s divine artistry, crimson hue creates its artistic expression. Portraits of the heart and soul, portraying love’s intrinsic beauty!

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Life’s Call!

When life calls, the heart is compelled to answer. Some try to ignore, but life will persist, no one can forever resist. When life say’s jump, the question is not how high, but how the momentum propel the beats within your heart? Will it be beats per second, or a mind racing, trying to keep up with the jones? When life calls, there’s no option to let it go to voicemail. A heart, doesn’t have to be soft spoken, to be heard. Yelling at the top of your voice, maybe compelling, but also telling; is it well, with your soul? Everyone, has a call on their life, to love wholeheartedly. When life calls, a heart has to be first willing to get up, then willing to step up, enabling love to consistently show up. When life calls for action, what’s your reaction? Is the inclination your wants, or someone else’s desperate cry, for a heartfelt response? Every day, life calls on you to be, to become, to give. Kindness, compassion, love, life’s most precious commodities; we all have it. When life calls, don’t look around, look within. It’s never the wrong number, should never be an inconvenient moment. Every heart, will get the call to act, that’s a fact. In every moment, in every season, with every breath; life demands of you, live it well, one day at a time. The question is, when life bellows, will your heart and soul say hello; I am able!

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Wednesday Proverb; Somebody!

Everyone, has a story written on the heart, how love’s journey became the breadth. No one narrates the soliloquy, the Who, the What, the Where, the When, the Why; you get to be somebody. Don’t, let your heart buy into the notion, in order to become somebody; your tale has to be worthwhile. In a mirror, reflections reveal truth; identity is context, not the pretext. What someone believes, can deceive, if your heart receives, what they conceive. Money doesn’t proclaim, status in of itself doesn’t make, you into somebody. Those will enhance, what the heart’s posture makes known, your humanity. Knowing Who, and Why, more profound than accepting someone else’s perception. Like the rushing wind, no one has the power to alter, a predestined encounter. I don’t have to look in the dictionary, to know the definition of somebody. If you have eyes, have a brain, have breath in your lungs, if you have a heartbeat, have blood coursing through your veins, by definition; you have meaning, somebody. Love within like this, never has to prove anything, to be something, other than the best version of yourself. In being visible, Who is revealed, you. What, somebody. When, every day. Where, here and now. Appearances can’t define worth, ever divulge your quintessence, explain the proverbial Why; does somebody become, when intrinsically and inevitably you are, Somebody!

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The Optimist’s Quote!

A true optimist says with confidence, I will live today, with an open hand. Begin every tomorrow, with an open mind. Live life graciously, with an open heart. My open hand will reveal, what others need to see. My open mind will convey, I’m open to the consideration. My wide open heart, what sways my hand and mind, to never be closed minded. Openness, doesn’t need my optimism to become, just needs my love to be… true. A heart chasing butterflies, beholds love’s eclectic beauty. Profound love, revealed in openness’s commitment to be…. transparent. Regardless of open wounds, despite whatever circumstances the heart and soul will endure. Optimistic love, thrives in its transcendent openness. Open ended love, never questions the what, the how, the why. What would it leave itself wide open, why does it encourage us to let it be the reason, how does it become the answer? Love is the true optimist, why our hearts quote it, with such confidence!

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Staying, Close to the Sure!

Profound love, requires the heart to be at a place in life where; the sure never drifts far from your soul. Not where your heart has been, doesn’t necessarily mean over your head. Sync or swim, a heart drowning in love, keeps the soul closer to the sure. Passion, never counts the cost. The soothing breadth of love, what calms the waves within, an emotional see. Slowly and slowly, how a soul, drifts to the heart of indifference. Drifting, problematic only when the heart’s internal compass not yet persuaded, tomorrow brings a new horizon. Coming to the realization, deep places is where breathless love becomes, certain. Without, love’s certainty anchoring the soul, further and further, the heart will drift from the sure. If, love doesn’t become the voice on the wind, careless whispers, permeate the deafening silence. A soul free to love, a heart embodied fully, to love wholeheartedly. A heart can’t become full, if the soul doesn’t feel satisfied. The current love within the heart’s posture, brings the soul from the place the mind has drifted, to where the heart needs to be. No heart wants the perception, deep love is words, but the reassurance true love gives the soul. Love’s presence, builds confidence on the sure, yet calls the heart out into the deep. So, the soul can be deeply anchored, within the depth of love’s breathless ocean!

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By design; Labor of Love!

Hard work and dedication is this; if you’re dedicated to work hard, life won’t become harder, than it needs to be. Love requires work, truth requires dedication. If, your heart is willing to love true, despite what you have to face. Surely, your soul will remain faithful to show love, regardless of what you have to go through!

Look at her, she’s a portrait, her love elevates my expression. Her heart a capture, my poetic muse; her worth will never pixilate. Splashes of my hue, could never enhance her inner beauty. It just lets her heart know, the texture of my love, with enough warmth to make the colors of her love vibrant. By design, when my soul inclines, the breadth of her love reclines, rest deeply on my heart. A love story, painted on the depth of my soul. My heart is whole, every heartbeat having a purpose. To tell the tale, but with every contemplation; love becomes a little more… breathtaking. Not because, it’s a beautiful portrait, but because it makes a profound difference, in the heart’s perception… of love!

In love, she was conceived; in life, her worth perceived. By design, her love was received; in death, in our hearts, she’s resting soundly. Love that permeates the soul, makes the heart whole!

In loving memory, WCR c/o Justinea Angelina Richards, Mar 9, 1990 to Mar 2, 2021

Wishing everyone, a wonderful Labour Day long weekend!

Wednesday Proverb; Overcoming!

A heart, focused on getting over the proverbial hump, will surely stumble. Looking back, not forward to what, becomes the soul’s encounter, the heart’s accomplishment. Persistent love, overcomes not because of will, but because of the desire, to act. Don’t, allow a bump in the road, to upend a glass half full perspective. Whether, you’re facing a mountain, or wading through quicksand. Don’t let the struggle be, believing you’re not an overcomer. Every heart, slips up from time to time. Overwhelmed, doesn’t mean overpowered. If we don’t allow our mind, to fall for the wrong kinds of thinking. The heart, will succeed with every conscious decision. A productive soul, turns it’s hope to the light, so the heart can be enlightened. In love’s tranquility, peace is found. Stress will never paralyze, a soul living in the moment, a heart not letting the day, steal your joy. You, don’t have to conquer every fear, for your heart to triumph over adversities. Adjusting your outlook, subdues anxiety. It’s not about mastering emotions, but engaging perception, your heart’s posture; overcoming!

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Mean Something!

If your heart is privileged, to be able live a lavished life, but your love not a symbol, of an intentional lifestyle; the love will mean nothing. If you’re able, to rub shoulders with the rich and famous, but your love still not enriched with kindness. How will that influence, benefit someone else’s life? Without giving back, some of love’s intrinsic nature, at best, it’s love devoid of its true meaning. At worst, make something come of its sway. Wealth of love, not about getting, but giving; having means nothing. Your words can go down in history, as profound, but if someone can’t understand, the content within the heart. Words become meaningless, without the context to provide it, something meaningful. If the heart doesn’t resonate love’s significance, the words will be void of its transcendent value. Love is not meant for sometimes, but all the time, regardless of the someone. If, love is not for everyone, then it’s not love, just something. For me and my heart, if love wasn’t for everyone, my love story would be meaningless. Nevertheless, feelings will never get between, how the love will unfold, the story told. My hope, everyone’s love can mean something, truly. Love could never be love, if from an empty place. Every heart wants to receive, but the best love, comes from the deepest place. Loving that’s true, doesn’t weigh if it’s convenient, but acts knowing the inconvenient, doesn’t weigh what’s possible. We should never be too indifferent, to not show your heart, to someone’s need. Life loses its true meaning, if someone else’s humanity, becomes less than. If we’re not moved, when love presents your heart, with a moving scene. How can your love truly say, your compassion is for everyone? Without love, it all means nothing. We all have it within, to make our love, mean Something!

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