a way of life

I believe in being all in. 100%
Thing is, that doesn't mean you're always going to be 100%. It just means to give every day 100% even if on some days it's only 100% of 70% - if you can figure that out.


What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"Kind", said the boy.

Dance like what? Love like who?

“Dance like no one is watching” that’s what “they” say. What if we turned that up a notch? What if we danced like a 3-year-old. Where everyone is watching, and we simply don’t care???

Now, let’s leave that alone. You dance how you want to dance. Just do me one favor… Dance!

We’re going to take this a little deeper. Doing so because these thoughts have weighed heavy on my mind. And lately, heavier than that. Not a bad weight, but just there. Lingering. Whispering…

Covid fatigue

As humans, our hearts, our souls. They search for more. When the time is right, they find it.

BOOM! It’s like magic.

It’s “like magic”… Magic that has had a rabbit abruptly fall out of a hat, an apprentice disappear, never to be seen again, a card trick where the cards gave you a paper cut, and the queen of hearts ended up being a Joker.

So it’s like great magic, till fear holds you back. Till your walls are built high with no door in sight. The past controls our decisions. Hampers our trust, creates a script on the future and how new love will all play out. And turn into, dare we say black magic… Voodoo. All created by our own minds.

And just like that, a once magical love is haunted by old stories, patterns, and triggers. Happening to no fault of the new heart and individual involved. Scars begin to bleed again, internal struggles, and the small things begin to grow, to pile up, to turn into so much more than what they were or should have ever become.

How long can this go on? How long does it go on?

Recently though, I have made a new decision, accepting the outcome, enjoying the ride, dare I now say, with reckless abandon. To the love my heart deserves, is willing to give, and in return accept.

Ya see, here’s where I’m at.

My heart is raw, it’s been hurt, more times than I know. Not just by others, some were self-inflicted. Some due to accidents. Some the loss of a someone close.

It is, however, open to growth. Can we all open our hearts to growth?

Can we let go of past pain, let go of triggers, be new?

Can we love, as that 3-year-old dancing, can dance and love?

Allowing our hearts, our souls, our minds, to love new. As if we have never loved this way before. A love that knows no past fear? No past pain? No hesitation?

A 3-year-old loves everyone. Loves everything! They know no difference.

They smile, they reach out, they simply love. It’s a precious love, a fragile love. Yet here they are, loving as if everyone is watching, and simply not caring. Loving with their all.

Are adults capable of that? Of giving their souls and their hearts a brand new kind of love. A love that embraces the meaning of Agape…

AGAPE – “the highest form of love”

I’m unsure. Is it easy to make the decision to just let go? To breathe out the old and accept the new? I truly am unsure. I am also 100% ready to find out. To leap, know the net will appear.

I recently read a quote. It’s 100% where I have been lately, take the words above, take the quote below. And this is how I am going to move on and move forward…

Till then. Love to all of you. LOVE.. TO… ALL… OF… YOU…

“Don’t settle… Wait for the one who treats you like an investment; not a test drive.

Someone who inspires you to be at your best…

One who looks beyond your outer beauty and falls in love with your soul”

-Steve Maraboli



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