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Being With What Is

At any moment, whatever we are experiencing, only one of two things is ever happening: either we are being with what is, or else we are resisting what is. Being with what is means letting ourselves have and feel our experience, just as it is right now. When we choose to be actively present with what is, we radiate a powerful energy that is most compelling. This is where genuine creativity, health, and communication, as well as spiritual power, arise from.

— John Wellwood,
Ordinary Magic, Everyday Life as Spiritual Practice


Not exactly a quote, but I subscribe to Buddha Doodles and love this one.

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"There is a beauty in the fragility of life, a sweetness to be savored in its fleeting moments of joy. For it is in the rawness of our experiences, both the joyful and the sorrowful, that we truly come alive. We are not meant to shield ourselves from the pain of life, but to embrace it fully, to let it shape us, to teach us, to make us more human.

So do not be afraid to love, to open your heart to the world, even if it means risking heartbreak. For the sweetness of love far outweighs the bitterness of loss. And when the inevitable pain comes, find solace in the beauty of the world around you, in the simple pleasures of life, in the memories of love and laughter. For even in the midst of sorrow, there is still beauty to be found."

~Louise Erdrich

Art by Laron G. S. via Midjourney (Message Laron for digital prints)

I added the text to this one at the top.

🌊✨This quote holds a quiet ache, doesn’t it? A truth many of us have felt in our bones—the deep, unconscious trade we make in pursuit of being seen, chosen, or loved.

Your worth is not transactional. You are not here to dilute your essence just to fit into someone else’s vessel. 💧 You are the ocean—vast, mysterious, immeasurable—not a puddle waiting for approval.

Too often, we silence our needs, shape-shift our truth, or abandon our boundaries just to be enough for someone else’s standards. And slowly, drop by drop, we leak the sacred waters of our own self-respect.

It’s time to reclaim your tide. 🌑

🌿 Let your authenticity be your offering—not your compromise.

🌿 Let your presence be full, not filtered.

🌿 Let the people who can swim in your depth find you—instead of shrinking into shallows to meet them.

Real acceptance doesn’t ask you to fragment yourself. It arrives softly, like moonlight on water, embracing you exactly as you are—storm, stillness, and all.

So today, ask yourself gently:

Where am I giving away oceans for a single raindrop?

And what might it feel like to pour that love, that need for validation, back into yourself?

You are not too much.

You are a whole tide of becoming. 🌊💙

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“They called you the black sheep.
Not because you were wrong — but because you were different.
While the herd followed the path without question, you paused. Looked up. Listened to the wind.
And whispered, “There must be another way.”
The black sheep doesn’t blend in.
Not because they can’t…
But because they won’t.
They’ve seen too many cliffs disguised as traditions.
Too many cages called “normal.”
So they step out. Alone, maybe. But awake.
They ruffle feathers. Stir waters. Break silence.
And sometimes — they build the bridges the flock never knew it needed.
To every black sheep out there:
You are the quiet revolution.
The shift in the pattern.
The wild note in the chorus.
You don’t need to fit in.
You were born to stand out - and lead forward.”
— Unknown

Art by Laron G. Smith via Midjourney

Here’s a stream of other soul-fed creative ideas to stir the spirit:

• sculpting :moai:
• weaving :yarn:
• gardening with intention :seedling:
• cooking intuitively :pot_of_food:
• journaling your dreams :notebook:
• playing with clay :gloves:
• building altars :candle:
• filming little sacred moments :movie_camera:
• foraging and arranging nature altars :leaf_fluttering_in_wind:
• learning an instrument :violin:
• storytelling aloud :open_book:
• crafting herbal blends :herb:
• woodcarving :wood:
• making zines :newspaper:
• collaging your emotions :scissors:
• creating handmade books :books:
• designing rituals :crystal_ball:
• sewing or mending by hand :thread:
• photographing shadows and light :camera:
• composing soundscapes :musical_notes:
• embroidering poems into fabric :sewing_needle:
• animating tiny scenes :teddy_bear:
• mixing your own paints :artist_palette:
• making stop-motion videos :stopwatch:
• growing crystals :gem_stone:
• designing tarot or oracle cards :joker:
• writing lullabies or love notes to your younger self :love_letter:

Each of these is a doorway—not into perfection, but into presence. Into play. Into reclaiming your sacred spark. :sparkles:

:herb: This reflects the difference between ego-driven energy and soul-aligned presence. Anger, especially when wielded to assert dominance, often arises from woundedness—a fractured sense of self that seeks external validation or control to feel whole. It pushes outward, needing to prove, to dominate, to be seen in order to feel significant.

:yellow_heart: In contrast, loving presence comes from inner wholeness. A loving person doesn’t need to be above you—they sit beside you. They see your light even when you forget it’s there. Their power is quiet, but immense—not in what they can control, but in how they inspire, uplift, and reflect truth.

This situation also speaks to energy dynamics. Anger constricts; it contracts the heart, often causing others to shrink in response. Love, on the other hand, expands. It invites, includes, and empowers. A loving soul doesn’t feed on your dimming—they rise by helping you rise.

:cherry_blossom: In practice, this means choosing relationships (and ways of being) that nourish your self-recognition. It means discerning when someone is using their force to impose an image, versus when they are holding a mirror to help you remember who you truly are.

True power is never taken—it’s awakened. And love is the great awakener.

:sparkles: Be the kind of presence that makes others feel more themselves, not less. That is sacred power in motion.

We are often first met with someone’s surface—their stories, wounds, defenses, and the subconscious patterns that helped them survive. These are the garments the soul wears to walk through this dense and tender world. But underneath all that… is something far older, wiser, and truer.

There is a being behind the behavior. A soul behind the strategy.

And when we remember that, our perception softens. We stop reacting to the mask and start listening for the music behind it.

Every sharp edge, every strange silence, every outburst or overcompensation—they are echoes of unmet needs and unloved places. But the soul beneath it all… it longs only to be seen. To be held. To be remembered.

So when you meet someone, listen beneath the noise. The true encounter isn’t with their conditioning, but with the internal soul core that is trying to emerge from within it.

This is sensitive work—not just meeting others this way, but allowing ourselves to be seen like this too.

Let your gaze be soul-deep. Let your presence become a remembering. Not just of who they are, but of who you are, too.