written on my spirit are words of love and consequence. matters of the heart in a gentle text, sloping and soft. no edges, all curves and delicate phrases. the sharp corners have been worn away by grace and fire, by love-conquered fears and truths of the highest magnitude. there is no room for hurtful phrases here anymore. life and hard-won wisdom remind me that cynicism and bitter words only breed more of the same and that the same goes for love and gratitude. which set of offerings would you choose? love and gratitude will always win in my story.
when i take the time to review the pages in the book of my life...the book of my growth... i celebrate the dog-eared ones. the pages worn down with re-reading. the pages tattered around the edges, spilled on, tear stained...the pages that i had to, or chose to return to over and over again. they are the pages that tell of hard won lessons, stories told and retold, places of trial and comfort, and things that i have had to go back to repeatedly before i could move through and past them. i had to revisit these paragraphs, these pages, these chapters in order to truly learn from them. for them i am grateful. they have made me who i am today.
every moment that i breathe, i am writing my story. i am the heroine in my own choose-your-own adventure book. i have epics to live and tales to weave. i have magical happenings and mundane beauty to believe in. i am vividly alive and my joie de vivre leaps off the pages to embrace the reader. i am exceptional. i am whole. i am extraordinary. i embrace who i am. i refuse to live a predictable plot and i choose a happy ending.
as i open the cover on the book of my life, i can't wait to live the next turn of phrase. to find out what the next page will bring, and what the story of the upcoming chapter will be. life, even when painful, has so many delicious things to offer, so many opportunities to learn from, so much room for growth, and so many pages on which to write one's grace and gratitude.
thank you, all of you, for being such amazing presences in the book of my life. my story is so much richer for having you in it. i am thankful that i get to write my saga with every waking breath. i love this life and i chose "and they lived happily ever after" as my afterward and my epilogue.
© Tanya Anguita
when i take the time to review the pages in the book of my life...the book of my growth... i celebrate the dog-eared ones. the pages worn down with re-reading. the pages tattered around the edges, spilled on, tear stained...the pages that i had to, or chose to return to over and over again. they are the pages that tell of hard won lessons, stories told and retold, places of trial and comfort, and things that i have had to go back to repeatedly before i could move through and past them. i had to revisit these paragraphs, these pages, these chapters in order to truly learn from them. for them i am grateful. they have made me who i am today.
every moment that i breathe, i am writing my story. i am the heroine in my own choose-your-own adventure book. i have epics to live and tales to weave. i have magical happenings and mundane beauty to believe in. i am vividly alive and my joie de vivre leaps off the pages to embrace the reader. i am exceptional. i am whole. i am extraordinary. i embrace who i am. i refuse to live a predictable plot and i choose a happy ending.
as i open the cover on the book of my life, i can't wait to live the next turn of phrase. to find out what the next page will bring, and what the story of the upcoming chapter will be. life, even when painful, has so many delicious things to offer, so many opportunities to learn from, so much room for growth, and so many pages on which to write one's grace and gratitude.
thank you, all of you, for being such amazing presences in the book of my life. my story is so much richer for having you in it. i am thankful that i get to write my saga with every waking breath. i love this life and i chose "and they lived happily ever after" as my afterward and my epilogue.
© Tanya Anguita
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